Cell Block 14. I stood there for as long as my body could take it. There are shadows that dart into the cells, there is agony and madness shooting through you like the cold. The cold—it’s about 5 degrees colder in the building than it is outside. Ice forms on the bars and floor.
I backed out, slowly till I realized something had pushed me out door and step as I lost my balance. Is it haunted? If that isn’t a stew of souls lost in an eternal dance of wretchedness I don’t know what is. It fucked me up. It ended my day.