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"Why are you here? To mock me? Tell me exactly what you said two years ago?" He's angry and his voice is stern. I shake my head and he calms down a little.

"Then why?" he asks calmly.

"I don't know why," I whisper, staring down at the table.

"Then leave." He gets up and walks over to his guard, but I'm not done. I don't want him to leave. I need answers.

"No Jack!" But it's too late. His guards walk him out the door and I fall back in my chair. I take the time to look around and I notice patients here. why didn't I notice them before? Some are staring at me, probably for yelling at Jack and others are messing around. I see Pepper sitting in the corner playing with the flower she had in her hand outside.

I get up and walk out of the room. When I turn the corner, there's no one down the hallway. It's completely abandoned. I need answers from him. No, I need to find his room. I walk down the hall into the door where I heard all the screaming.

Before I open the door, I turn to see if anyone's here. No one is in sight, so I turn and open the door. The screams are even louder then what I heard in the hall. I walk down the corridor of cells full of people. I look into each one carefully trying to find Jack. Once I get to the second to last cell, I see him sitting there on a matt in the corner.

"Jack!" I call through the bars. He sits there staring at the floor like I wasn't here.


"Jack!" I call a little louder. He looks up at me and rushes to the bars. I step back a little, scared that he's going to grab me.

"Ralph, get me out of here!" I look at him confused.

"I already told you, I can't help you." He whimpers and cowers back a little.

"Are you okay?" He looks up at me.

"No I'm not. I want out. This place is absolutely not what people think it is. Everyone says they belong in these places, but I would never wish this kind of torcher on anyone." He paces around his tiny cell space.

"Can you answer my questions?" I change the subject. He stares at me in disbelief.

"I'm asking you to get me out of here and all you want is for me to answer your questions?"

"Yes because that's why I came here, to get answers to the questions that have been haunting me for two years." He shakes his head and we stand there for a while. He finally looks up at me, and you can practically see the light bulb go off above him.

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