(You were walking through the corridors of that place, anguish seemed to hang in the air. Suddenly, you started hearing soft sobs…it could be a trap, but you decided to go check anyway. You went towards the noise and peeked: It was Lucas, he looked sad…and was looking at a picture frame) Lucas: I sobbed softly, afraid someone would hear. I seemed to have a hand on my stomach “I-I miss being normal…I miss being myself.” He hugged the picture frame, as if it were about to disappear. You could notice that…his stomach looked swollen