Whoever brought you here, made sure being here you were miserable. Every time you went up the stairs, you just walked to the first floor instead of the second. Every door you knocked on was answered. Everywhere you walked seemed to repeat, like you were going in a repetitive circle. It was driving you insane, and who knows, it had to have been maybe hours since you hot here, and not until a couple of hours later, of coughing up blood and dying of thirst, he finally showed himself, on the bridge