Work was quiet, Ms. Davis didn't talk to me and neither did any of the other staff. There was yet another note on my desk,

"Sonny, please go down stairs and clean out the empty cells.

Start with cell 6, that one needs the most cleaning. If we don't find the missing inmates soon we will be receiving 6 more men who have been on the waiting list.

Ms. Davis"

I shuttered, this hospital was starting to sound like a hotel. I had no clue that we had a waiting list.

I walked down the hallway, passing Ethan's vacant cell. At the far end of the hallway there was the storage closet.

Looking eerie in the dark. I quickly grabbed all of the materials I would need. I grew anxious as I entered the basement.

The walls seemed to confine me and I felt trapped, just as Will had being in the same cell for years.

I entered his cell, smelling his sweet scent everywhere. It only made the memories come back, reminding me of how much I missed him and how he had used me just to escape.

The man on the street corner was right, I'm easy to use and throw away.

I picked up Will's cot, causing a page to flutter in the wind and land at my feet. I picked the page up, not bothering to read it.

Instead I folded it and shoved it into my pocket. The room before me was filthy, Ms. Davis was right when she said that no one had the time to come down here and clean.

It probably hasn't been clean in 10 years or more. Thick grime littered the wall by Will's cot, the grime had a sentence in a different language that I could not make out,

"Det är dags för dem att betala"

was spelled in very neat hand writing, hand writing that I did not recognize. I pulled out the piece of paper I found under Will's cot and I wrote down that odd phrase onto the blank back side.

I then continued on with the cleaning, washing down all the walls with the bleach spray and cloth I was provided with.

I moped the floor until it looked like marble, and I then used the mop to get the cobwebs off the ceiling. The room was now back to it's original white colour, I admired my work for ages until I made my way back upstairs.

I cleaned the rest of the cells except for Ethan's cell, I found nothing interesting. No paper, no knives, no odd sentences on the walls. I know was in Ethan's cell which was in better condition than Will's cell.

I lifted up the cot, seeing another piece of paper with the same handwriting as I found on Will's wall. I was now disturbed, I still couldn't read the paper because it was in the same language as the writing on the wall.

I folded up the paper and put it into my pocket along with the paper I found in Will's room. I cleaned the cell until it looked brand new.

By then I was exhausted but I knew that I had to stay up to read the notes. By the time I had put all the cleaning supplies away it was the end of my shift.

Ms. Davis greeted me after I was done cleaning, she was actually smiling.

"Sonny darling, hello. Good job on the cleaning, I stopped by the cells and they look fabulous! As it turns out we will be getting the 6 new men, and once the other missing ones are found they will be going to the county prison."

I gaped at her words,

"By why are they going there? they are supposed to come right back here, their mental health isn't stable!" I protested.

"Darling, how do I explain..." Ms. Davis sat down on the sitting room couch, motioning that I take a seat in front of her,

"There has been another murder. The chief police. At the crime scene they found an odd message written in some foreign language.

They haven't deciphered it yet, but once they do they will contact us."

I nodded my head as she gave me a sad smile, I then walked out to my car and drove home.

-You will find out what the those words mean next chapter. It's seems like Sonny will never see Will again but we know he will.

-P.S I will be posting the story (Writing about you) soon in you will find out what happen to Sonny's.

Thanks for reading. NU: 04/02