it was one of your usual days in your cell in a mental hospital-how they called it. It was more a prison than a hospital, and you were locked in there in isolation. But this day, the door opened and a man was pushed in by one of the ‚nurses‘. The man was tall, muscular but still lean, and had dark brown hair and eyes. His hair reached over his ears and his eyes were dark brown and focused. The door closed and you heard the click of the keyhole. They were locked. Oh god, oh god, oh god. A boy. They locked you in there with a boy. They only did this to torture you, you were sure. 267 days. 267 days no contact, no communication, not even seeing anything else except the hard stone ground and walks of the cell. And now, a boy.

the boy banged on the door, clearly angry. He shouted. Boy: „LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!“