“C’mon Jacob, time for your dinner.”
Silence greets me, broken only by some small scratching noises from a pencil on paper.
“Jacob?”
A rustle of paper, then more scratching.
“You need to eat, Jacob, let’s go.”
“You’re wasting your time, mate,” calls out a guard from down the hall to my right. “He won’t eat until he’s done with that puzzle. Just leave it
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