Dec 20, 2008 00:00
As kinky as waking up in a jail cell is, the bed sucks and I'm lacking one of my two necessities for life.
I remember going to bed on my birthday and waking up here. Rhapsodos threatened to set me on fire if I shook the bars. I take it things haven't been good.
I can remember Near saying something. Has he made his way back? At least L didn't come down and stare at me. Not as far as I know anyways.
Matt? Where are you? Get me out.