On the walls something to play
With roughly
Or thrown around
I'm on the ground
Is this blood?
I'm hungry
Where is the food?
I'm eyeing that guy over there
Maybe I can get him to come closer.
I'm hungry.
I don't trust what they're giving me.
Who are you?
I'm scared. I don't know where I am.
Where am I? Why are we here?
Is there anything I can do to help us GET OUT of here?
Cmon let's go.
We'll go.
We'll -- Oh.
What am I?
What even is this?
Is there any point?
I don't see how.
Anyone could see one.
This is all there is.
And it's over. And bad.
Good riddance.
I didn't know her.
I wish I had.
She had a story
I'll ask my dad.
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