It was 3 hours with the mysterious new girl still being lifeless. For a minute Oliver though she might have been dead but he checked for signs of breathing here and there. He was playing with a loose string from his uniform while lying on his bed and he zoned into it until he heard a small gasp from across the cell.
He looked over to see the girl who was once lifeless into a girl who was terrified of her surroundings, confused of what was happening. She looked around with tears streaming down her face, she had no idea what was going on but her face showed plenty fear for Oliver to know that.
He slowly got up and walked over to her. She noticed the figure get up and start to walk towards her. Not knowing who this stranger was, her automatic reaction was to scoot herself towards the far corner. Oliver stopped in his tracks and looked at her from where he was, studying the girl and her appearance. She was small and wore her black Dema uniform. Her brown eyes were full of anxiety and fear, her short brunette hair was a bit curly and looked a little messy. She was very shooken up so Oliver decided to give her some space to take it all in. He sat down on the ground where he was standing and watched the girl.
Once she finally started to breathe better, Oliver decided to speak up.
"So what's your name?"
"T-twist." She stammered.
"Nice name."
"W-who are you?" She asked.
"Names Oliver. I'm your new cell buddy."
"Cell? Cell?! I'm in prison?! I-I did nothing wrong!" She began to panic.
"No. That's not what your in for. Not for the law. Your in here because well...do you have any mental problems?"
"That's a little personal to ask since you just met me."
"Well whatever your illness is, that's why your here."
"I'm still confused. Who was the scary red hooded man?"
"Oh Nico? He's an asshole bishop. He and his other stupid friends run this place."
"I want to go home." She looked down.
"Get used to it here because this is your new home."
