How long have I been in here, sending out these F U T I L E messages? How long have I been here with the whispering v o i c e s in my head? Whispers of my wrongs, whispers of those I've wronged and no matter how hard I RUUUUUUUUUN, no matter how loud I S C R E A M , there is no escape. There is no hope. All I see are the mocking walls, closing in on my mind but too merciful to close in on my body and squeeze the life from me.
How long have I been here? How long has it been since I saw another human face? How long since I've had the company of anyone but Harvey and the blank-faced puppet? Sitting together always, wherever I go, mocking me.