As I walked Jonny back to his room, everything seemed to be adding together: the fact that there was no mail, no one came and went, there was always exactly a population of 100, the fact that no one ever wondered of the outside world, and especially the fact that whenever someone died people were reluctant to talk about them again. Everything seemed to be a big fat mystery in my mind. 'A mystery that she was going to solve!' She thought. " Because if I spend another cursed second in this dungeon I'm going to go mad." She said, voicing her thoughts out loud.
