Looking up at the familiar ceiling filled with bright green grass and flowers of all colors... feeling a deep sense of familiarity...
"I've been in this prison for 10 days now," I spoke to myself... during this time, the only voice I heard was my own... and it was pure silence... in fact, I started to feel lonely... I was always surrounded by women... well, by Charlotte, who never left my side, and now I haven't seen her even for a few seconds in 10 days. But, thinking about it, 10 days is too much time; without a doubt, the group of students should have arrived by now... An idea crossed my mind, but I dismissed it: it was impossible that they didn't know where I was. The other possibility that came to mind... had I been abandoned? Impossible, Charlotte would go crazy, and I don't think the others would leave me like this... right?
