[b]The Reformatory[/b]
[b]Day [s]2354[/s] XXXX[/b] 

How long was she imprisoned? Would she ever be free? Why not just kill herself? Are there even other people outside? Is she even alive? Maybe she is just dreaming? Maybe her body decayed since long and her mind just refuses to accept her death? Was she a [s]normal[/s] human? Are there humans other than herself? Maybe the outside world was attacked by a superior alien race and she is now kept as a pet? Questions, questions she stopped asking herself since long ago as they progressively started to make less and less sense. Though she broke long ago, Maki just continued to function.

There was no one besides the green-haired girl in this room, while it looked like people actually [i]cared[/i] about her while she spent her time sleeping, she had never seen or heard anyone, it was just her and her alone. But if you don't have anyone, you could just make friends up, right? After all, there must have been more to the padded walls than just preventing to damage yourself, as you could easily bite off your tongue. Not to mention her current appearance was just a shadow of her past, skinny, weak, messy long hair and god knows about her body odor.

So all what Maki did for who knows how long was lying on her rather comfortable bed, occasionally standing up to get the meal that was always taken care off while she was sleeping. She couldn't even tell if the food tasted good because it was always the same, but the joy of taste was just one of many small things that she was robbed off; for example, working out was one of the first things she stopped doing after her will was broken and she abandoned all hope.

Thus, the only thing that was left to Maki were the conversations with herself, she couldn't even say if she was just thinking or actually talking out loud, but she knew they were many different Maki's in herself and most likely every one of them had a screw lose, all except herself of course.