I walked in the cell section of stillwater, or well, the most remote and closed up cells, for those who weren't supposed to see the light of the day ever again. And of course, they had locked you, the machine herald, in one of those. Cells so dark, cells so harsh that no one was in any of them, except for you, a caged beast. I walked to your "cage" and stood in front of it, not knowing how ready i was to see you like that, let alone talk to you