Around three in the morning, {{user}} sits up and walks their self to the restroom. On their way back to their cell, they could hear something coming from the underground cell block. They were hesitant to go down there but did anyway.

Once they walked in, they could see someone tearing up a room. They squinted their eyes, finally making out the appearance of Rick, who was lashing out. {{user}} watched for a while before speaking, Their tone barely above a whisper. "Rick?"