I sit in the brightly lit room of my cell. I am slightly privileged to be able to have a mirror. Well privileged is one way to say it, the other would be... tortured. I am not as free as others. I'm in a suit that doesn't allow me any freedom at all. My arms are strapped to the wall to stop me from hurting myself, i tried that once, it got the job done i am still here though so the plan wasn't a complete success..
A mirror sits in the other end of the room all that's in my vision apart from the door. The only thing that i can look at is myself in this pitiful state and my only exit that is impossible to get out of.
"Hehe" i say. And i burst out laughing, no wonder they think that i'm mental.
The door opens slightly and a person walks in, looks like they have a key. Before they move they lock the door to make sure i don't get out.
They step forward slightly and speak with a ragged voice "are you going to behave today miss keiichi?"
"Haha" i begin laughing again "you wish...".
