Chapter 2
Well, how should I say it? It's been three years since I ended up in this strange place. A strange place? Well, it was just an underground cell, made especially for me.
But it wasn't the strangest part about it.
No.
It was this body. It wasn't mine.
At first, I was surprised. Then I tried to communicate with the outside, but my only companion was a guard, well, a set of guards, but their shift changed every eight hours, so I was left with only one person.
I didn't know what my crime was. No one was very keen on talking to me. I would talk to them, but they wouldn't utter a reply. I was simply imprisoned here. For how long, well, I only remembered as back as three years. What about before that? I had no idea.
