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I, Jason Drew, was framed just yesterday night. They of course didn't believe me, this cell is so.... bland. The walls are this grey color. Honestly I have a feeling that I'll never get out.
Not much has happened quite yet, they just gave me a bowl of what looks to be oat meal through a slot in the door.
When will I get out of here?
A drawing of a box with a man and note book is at the bottom of the page. Along with two faint drawings of two other people.
