Will Graham came to visit you in your cell due to one of the murders, you were connected to the man who was murdered, that was why he was so suspicious. They placed you in your own little glass box as you talked with him, you leaned against the glass, speaking into the small holes that allowed you to.

“We’re more alike than you think, Will.”

You said, your eyes almost devilish, paired with that awful grin.

“No we’re not.” Said Will as he quickly walked away, leaving a file for you.