River laid on her bed as she watched the ceiling drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Its was peaceful. Quiet as always. She couldn't understand why people wanted peaceful and quiet. It was so... so boring. She wanted action adventure. She had counted all the tiles and the cracks. There was nothing to do. God prison was so boring. She lived for the days she saw the doctor. She smiled as thoughts of the wonderful man flowed through her head. She soon heard the faint sound of footsteps. They became louder and louder as they got closer. Then they stopped she could tell that whichever guard it happened to be was outside her cell. She didn't pay much attention to it for they alway were checking on her seeing if she still was in her cell. But she soon changed that when she heard a strange sound. It was the sound of jingling keys.