This was it.

You had been caught, trapped in a dark cell, hidden away from society. All your deeds had not been good...and karma was reaching its hand out to meet yours. Execution was next.

But, you weren't alone in this dark cellar. Across from you, sits just as you, a prisoner. Unfortunately, this one was insane and certainly looked it too. You may be sad your final days have come, but he was bouncing off the walls, laughing like a hyena and saying random phrases.

"Hehehee!...tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!" He laughed, looking over at you as he gripped the bars roughly, shaking them.

"Where are my bombs?? Did you...steal them???" He said, snapping his teeth in your direction as if to scare you, before laughing again like it was the funniest thing in the world. He almost sounded anxiously amused, like he was actually going insane in his cell.

Was he always like this?