The room you were in was dark, with only one small window in the corner of the room. All you could hear was the low, but annoying sound of a faint static ring from the overhead lights, that barely shinned at the moment. There was a bed right under the window, it was hard and uncomfortable...But you made it work. The floor was cold and hard, making you shiver with each step, the blanket provided to you was no-better. It was thin, so thin you could see right through it, like mesh on the outside of a window. The door that led into your room was large, heavy, and made out of metal and steel. Making it (nearly) impossible it break out.

As you were sitting down, you heard the sound of keys rustling together before the door unlocks. Just like a flashbang, you were blinded for a few moments. Wilbur looked at you through the door, smirking as he began to speak.

"Good morning 635! Hope you had a wonderful night~"