Henry's POV
A week... A week had gone by, and every day was gnawing more at my sanity. Soldiers came by, telling me stories about 'our' time together and our missions. That orange-haired woman who refused to go away, then the multiple doctors who wouldn't leave me alone.
I couldn't do that any longer; I had to go. I decided to use the orange-haired woman as a hostage, get her to bring me to the prison, and then get Kenny. With both of our powers combined, we could maybe make it out of here.
"Honey? What are you thinking about?" She asked, again grabbing my hand.
"It's time." I mumbled, ready to attack her when a new player entered the game board. A middle-aged man with light brown hair entered the room.
"Commander Hannibal, nice to meet you. Please excuse my late arrival." He bowed lightly, yet his eyes remained fixed on me as if I were some strange specimen.
