2D was alone at the bottom of Plastic Beach. Murdoc had kept him here for over five months now. It felt like the walls were closing in on him. The whale out in the deeper waters called out endlessly. It didn’t help with anything he was experiencing right now. His band mate, Friend even.. had kidnapped him to force him to sing. He whispered quietly to himself. 2D used counting as a way to pass time.

“One.. Two Three.. Four..”