The 13th year (pt.5)

I stayed up all night wondering what that person meant by saying 'I know you didn't'.
I kinda figured that the person was talking about my crime.
But I still didn't know who said it, and I didn't know how they would know.

A couple of hours later, my jailkeeper brought me to this weird table. There were three rooms connected to the table, but seperated from each other. I soon realized it was time for lunch.

The lock on my door was extremely ahead of its time, with strange things that obviousely assemble it. Ahead of me was a chair, and a section of table with just enough room for me to eat. The walls weren't sound-proof, so we would be able to converse.

The loudspeaker then went on, "WE DO NOT USUALLY BRING YOU TO EAT LUNCH OUTSIDE OF YOUR CELLS. BUT, DUE TO TWO NEW PRISONERS, WE ARE CELEBRATING."

We all started talking to each other, meeting each other. Most of the talking was the girl, because the black haired kid was pretty solemn.

"Hi, Kody" the girl said with a grin. "I'm Gabbie, and I used to be the only one here, but now i'm not."

How did she Know my name?

she must've seen the skeptisism in my eyes, because she said, "Oh, your name? The warden told me."

Gabbie then paused, looked at the other kid, and wispered to me, "She didn't tell me his name."

I went to sleep that night thinking, again. Thinking about the boy. Why didn't the warden tell Gabbie his name? Why mine?

I went to sleep that night, wondering when I will officially meet him.