“Why can’t anyone hear me? I scream for days on end, but it seems that no matter how hard I try, I’m still not able to have the only person that cares about me, hear how much pain I am in."

The sound of water droplets seemed to be echoing around the filthy box that seemed to be made out of thin glass as if it was ripped off of abandoned lights from an old school that was covered in dust that it seemed to stain it a disgusting yellow.