Brutus wandered around his dark and empty cell, they had thrown him down into the bowels of the prison after causing too many problems for the warden. It’s been months now since he was put down there, cameras watching his every move. Slowly he wandered over to the stone wall and started to bang his head, gently at first before he started to use force. “Now that I've lost you, it kills me to say...I've tried to hold on as you've slowly slipped away.” He groaned as he continued to bang his head despite hearing the door at the top of the stairwell open as the sound echoed down to his cell. “I'm losing the fight, I've treated you so wrong. Now let me make it right.” He continued to slam his head against the wall feeling blood start to run down his face. “I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not, not insane.” Brutus only stopped as he heard footsteps approach, slowly he turned around to see who it was with blood trickling down his face and settling in his ginger beard.