St.Ravens

Vee

"Who are you?" the man questioned her. "My name is Vee and I'm your neighbour now. Who are you, new guy?" She asks him back, waiting for his response. "Alex." He says. "Well, Alex, I've heard rumours about you." She says in a sly voice. "What rumours?!" He immediately asks in a surprised voice. "That you committed a horrible yet exciting crime..." She answers him and smirks. "I DIDN'T COMMIT A CRIME! I'M INNOCENT! I WAS FRAMED FOR GOD SAKES!" He yells in frustration that he almost chokes. "Ok! Jeez. No need to shout!" She pauses for effect, "I believe you though." She starts to twirl her pure, blonde hair, that was dyed with strips of black. "Really?! You do?! Oh thank God! Will you help me explain it to them? Please!?" He made her laugh so hard, "What are you laughing at?!" His voice turns angry in demand. "I'm laughing because they're not gonna believe you! And if they were to anyways, they wouldn't have even locked you here for eternity, in the first place!" She continues to laugh a bit more, amused. "ETERNITY?!?" He yells at her with rage. "Yup! And will you stop shouting? Your wretched voice is hurting my ears!" she cries in agony.

His cell room stops echoing his shouts. He falls dead silent, not even the sound of a breath of air is heard from his cell. She wonders if he's dropped dead after all. "Hello?" Her voice echoes amongst the cells. She slides her mirror off from the strap that's tied around her thigh and props up against the cell bars; she reaches her arm out and directs her mirror in an angle so she can see inside of his cell. He lays sluggishly against the tattered wall, staring out into the distance, twitching. She retreated. Just as she crouched, lying on the floor, shivering, about to close her eyes, she hears him mutter to himself, "I think I'm in hell..."