Passage 3

They killed my friend today. His soul, its gone. The only one that dared talk to me. Gone. They didn't give a reason. A thug down the hall said he was dead because he screwed around with the wrong girl. How the hell do you manage that in prison? Ah well. Sounds like typical humanity to me. I've had it. I've started my own hole in the wall... And been secretly killing guards... stealing the powder from their guns. Fuck this, I'm leaving.

Interesting 2

Passage on the Cell Wall 2

Ivan swiped my food today. I'm hungry as it is. Ah well. He's not scared, he's just a moron who likes to pick on those weaker than him. Evolve from the mindset of a caveman, please! The person made it through the wall. They talk to me sometimes. I still don't know who they are, for real. It'd be nice to know. Although, it is actually relieving to have some conversation. Oh well, Goodnight.

Little Quotes and Shtuff

"'before you critisize someone walk a mile in their shoes' Well I tried that but I didn't get to far before she tackled me and took the shoes back."

"If you don't like me at my worst then you don't deserve me at my best."

"mankind fears what it does not understand... i shall always be feared."

"permanent solution to any problem? bullet in the forehead, buddy."

"Hints are games cowards use."

"Weak Willed Bastard."

"You left me here alone,
You left me here to die,
Now I'm coming after you
And it's your turn to hide."

That last one, has GOT, to be a quote about assassins playing tag!

Interesting

Passage from a 'Book'Writing on the Cell Wall
So confused. It's daylight now, I think they've forgotten
I'm here. It would be a good chance to escape... No, I
think I'll stay here. This dungeon seems more peaceful
right now. It's so confusing in the real world. Not sure
what's a hint and what's not. Not sure whether to trust
myself, my instincts, to just go on a whim. Or to just be
safe, and not take that chance. That chance is so slim
anyway. Who could love someone like me? Most of the
inmates down here are scared of me. I'm beginning to
think it's a good thing. If their scared, it keeps them
away. They won't bother me then, or hurt me. There's
this person in the cell next to mine. I don't know who it is
but they are tapping away over there at the bricks...
Trying to get in. They won't leave me alone no matter
how mean I try to sound. Huh, I don't know why their
trying to break through anyway. Strange. Here come the
guards. I wish I actually was a murderer. They deserve
to die so badly... Bah, I'm getting away from myself. Tap
Tap Tap. It's driving me crazy. What should I think? And
if they get through to me... then what?