Play with me

Prologue

I sit alone in a room filled with darkness. The metal door and walls are painted a bright blue, with clouds painted on the ceiling. It feels like the longer I sit here, the smaller the room gets.
I look down at my ripped pants and my shirt that has been drenched in blood. The door slowly opens, the metal scraping against the floor makes a horrible screech, and a raggy little boy walks in. "Would you like something to drink" he tells me, and I give him a plain answer.
"No" I tell him this, because I claimed the other day that I would rather die than drink the tap water, or eat the crap they give us here. Tuna sandwiches and tap water, gross. I hate fish, and I would never drink anything less than filtered. "Ok suit yourself" he says then leaves the room.
You may be wondering where I am. I am in an insane Isilam things happen, people die. I went insane a few years after my husband died. He was my one and only, and you know what I still see him. I still hear him talking to me. It drove me slowly insane. I here the same words every time he talks to me.
Dear little June bug, Avenge me.
I killed and killed, but never the right person. The door starts to open again and a tall mysterious lady walks in. Screech. "Dammit June, why do you do this to me?" The lady says.
"I refuse to eat this crap, you want me to stay alive get me some real food." I reply.
"A salad with apple juice?"
"Yes, that shall do" Next thing I know she snaps her fingers and the little boy brings me my food and my drink. The minute he gets close enough, I spring forward and attempt to kill the bitch, but I fail.