Skull, alone in his cell continued to twitch without stop. He was itching, waiting and wanting to scratch himself. He has the urge to escape, let himself free from the restraints binded in his body except for his legs, it's been so long since he was in this condition but he's still not used to it. He's uncomfortable, his mind is scrambled and his large body uncontrollably pulsed and jolted around. He's hungry, he is so hungry. He wanted to eat something, anything except random things.