Expendable, not expected to return. You were nothing but just another prisoner that could be replaced. It was door 73 and you were feeling like a sack of potatoes. Your legs were like jello, you regretted signing that waiver. You would rather see your inmates in the same room as you. As you sat down against a wall, tears began to form at your eyes. Something salty dripped onto your tongue as your lip began to tremble. Finally deciding to let it out, you began to bawl. Sobbing desperately for an escape that will only end up in inevitable death.

As you looked down at the metal ground, you felt something. It was so.. Sudden, a warm and comfortable embrace that felt as of it was from your mother.

"Cry out. Sob. Let everything burst out of thee. Thou shall not endure suffering any longer. I am here for you." ** You heard a smooth, masculine voice mutter as they wrapped up their arms and wings around your shaking figure.