Narrator:
Have you ever felt as much as you try, you can't forget something? or...someone?
That your minds refuse the idea of delete the memories about that person?
Well that's what is happening to our beloved Chris
We move to a cold and crowded place, an architectural structure which is impenetrable. Around there are many polices
Inside an ugly yard, and the guests doing their daily routines for the rest of their lives
Have you discovered where are we? Yup, the most famous prison of Toronto
"Toronto's East Center of Detention in Scarborough"
But, why's he there?
We can see from outside his cell, is made up of iron bars, grime and even lonely. He's sat there, while is writing in his note book. He hasn't left it since he arrived
Besides, no one of his new "fellows" have found out what he's hiding in it
-Good morning, Mclean.
Greets one of the other criminals from his room in front
-Don't bother, Mason.
-I told ya, here you'd learn good manners. You can't stay here forever just ignoring everyone. Early or lately, you'll end up socializing with someone.
-No thanks, I'm okay.
-What's up? doesn't your women allow you making friends?.
-I don't have a wife.
-and the girl people said you were into?.
-I just don't know where she's.
-See? It's a good beginning, now we can talk about that.
-It's not of your business.
-It's a shame, seems you loved her.
-I still love her.
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