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*draws a line on the wall* Day 1 - Being in here is worse than I expected. Only occasional glares of light enter my dark domain through the bold silver poles blocking me from the free world. Old rotting sewage is seeping through the ceiling of my cell, running down the walls into a puddle under the yellow-stained torn up mattress. The smell is unbearable. I can hear the others in the cells around me, talking to one another.. talking to themselves.. slowly going mad. The guards are strict and evil beings, ignoring the many pleas from the other inmates as if they were dogs begging for a bone. The food is terrible. My first meal consisted of molded bread with room temperature water, which I'm sure was taken from a nearby toilet or puddle. I don't know how long I can last in here. It's been one day... and I'm slowly losing my mind. The screams... they last throughout the night, filling my mind with horror and fear. I don't know what is yet to come and I don't know how long it will take, but one thing I will not miss is the screams. I need to be saved. By anyone. I don't care who it is or what their intentions are, but free me. I beg of you... I don't know how much longer I can take this.