I hear my joyful, crazed laughter reverbrate against the walls, and I can almost hear the unsettled beating of the guards' hearts.
I lick at the inside of my mouth idley, before taking in a deep, exaggerated breath and letting out a terrorizing squeal. I hear one of the guards, probably the fat one, fall on his big lazy ass, and I stomp my feet erratically in response, clapping my hands in absolute glee.
"Batty, batty, the guardie's gone BATTY!" I sing-song at the top of my lungs. Then I wait for everything to go silent, and I count at least two minutes happily in my head - 'one - explosion, two-explosion, three - explosion...' - Before throwing myself against the wall of my padded cell and shouting,
"BOO!"
which only inspired more manic laughter.
"You shoulda really thought about sound proofing the room before, uh - locking me in here boys..." I drone casually, before breaking into fits of giggles that seem to take almost an hour to stop. I think I hear a guard start to sob, which only fuels the fire inside me.
Though I was alone in my own personal crazy-box, I was happy.
This was just another form of chaos.