"I awoke the next day, easefully. I found a plate of food waiting for me, on the table. I looked at the clock, it was 11 am in the morning. I looked around my room, no one, surprisingly. I stood up and got dressed. I eat my food slowly, savouring every bite. I finished my food and walked to the bathroom. I rinsed my hands and washed my face. 'Another day…' I said blankly. The bath was calling me, I looked down at my skin, I'm still dirty I thought. Dirty… I ran the warm water, it splashed over me. I sat in the water and stared at the ceiling. All I ever did then was stare at the ceiling, the water turned cold, freezing cold. My blood circulation was thinning, I was going numb. But I just sat in the bath, thinking my thoughts.

I was so lost in pain and sorrow I didn't hear the guards come into my room. My bathroom door creaked open, I looked lazily over in their direction. It took me a few moments to realise who they were. 'What are you doing here??!!' I yelled.

Ray grinned sickly and Michael smiled slyly. 'Nothing' said Ray.

'Don't lie?! What do you want?!'

'Well I came to give you food and you weren't there so I came to look in here'

'Well where else would I be??' I snapped. They just stared at me. They advanced. I looked wide eyed at them and hopped out of the bath. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me tightly. 'Get away' I growled. They didn't seem threatening but I wouldn't dare take a chance to stay where I was. Ray stopped while Michael strode towards me. 'Come here Tom' Michael was calm and focused. I didn't know, and didn't want to know. I stood still waiting my for my chance. He stood in front of me and kneeled down, he went to grab my hand. I grabbed his arm and pulled him forward. I moved out the way and punched him in the stomach. I had little effect. Michael stumbled forward but regained balance and stood up. I ran to the door, Ray blocked my escape. He grabbed my waist, and took me to my room. 'Let me go!!' I yelled. Ray let me go and turned away. He walked out of the door. 'What are you doing?' I asked.

'Do you want me to stay?'

'N…no' I said. 'Is Michael staying here?'

'No'

'Alright' I said. Ray left the room. Smiling, something sinister was up. I quickly got changed and jumped into my bed. It was 5:21 pm already. Michael walked into the room and sat on the bed. I looked at him, he stared back. Michael played with my hair for awhile. I sat up and pushed him away. 'What do you want?'

'Nothing. I just thought you might want some one to talk to'

'I'd rather be in isolation' my voice cold, unnerving. Michael nodded and stood up. I looked at him confused. 'What, you want me to stay?' he smiled.

'……no…' I said. 'I guess I'm not use to you coming to talk to me without…doing something' I looked away and felt my face go pink. Michael laughed. He walked over to me and pulled me out of bed. I fell on my hands and knees, I looked up at him. 'Would you like me to do something?' he said, smirking.

'No' I said bluntly.

'I thought so'

'Be gone' I said straightening up and walking towards my dinner. Michael smiled and walked out of the door. 'Freak' I mumbled as I ate my cold food. I wonder what he's up to? I thought. He just waltzes in here with Ray and acts all strange. I know he's up to something but I cannot figure out what! I stood up and walked back on to my bed. I sat on the edge of it and thought heavily. The lights timed out, as usual, about 10pm. I sat there thinking.'

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Notes.

Nice, short and confusing :D

I wonder what Michael and Ray are plotting? Considering I'm the writer and I don't know… Oo

Phantom is going to be in for hell in the coming chapters.

It's all in the mind…as the saying goes.