Josh groggily gets out of bed. Awoken by all the noise outside his cell. He looks around his room. Next to his bed was a desk that housed pictures that Cerys had drawn him. Next to that was a wardrobe. It was just for show though, they never actually gave him a lot of clothes. Apart from that there wasn't actually anything in his room. He slowly walked to the door and peered round the corner. Kids. And not-kids. That was how he usually classed people. People were out of their cells, one of the kids with a gorilla, yet no guards. "What's going on here?" He asked loudly, his voice boomed throughout the hallway.


Cerys was awoken by the loud voice of Josh. She quickly got up and stumbled out of bed. She let out a small gasp of pain as she stubbed her toe. She quickly fumbled around the room for her slippers. She found then and slipped them on. They were pink fluffy slippers with eyes, mouth and ears at her toes. She was allowed to bring in one thing from home- her slippers which were a gift from her mum. Hand made. She slowly edged to the door and poked her head out. Josh was there. He had his back to her as he looked at everyone else. She slowly approached him and held his hand, hiding herself behind him.