Kaori
[i] Knock. Kno-knock-knoc-knock [/i].
 Despite her subtle insult to the prisoner, they continued to knock, except more rapidly this time. Even more so, there was a hunter chanting the same words over, saving a few times when he’d switch his name from peter to pyotr. “ Insane. These people are all insane.” she said to herself, casting a glance up to the stone roof. It wasn't exactly plain- an observant eye could tell there were small indentations of lines there. She’d sat there and counted them all once. “2056…..2056...” [i] Okay, maybe i’m part insane too. They say the first part to fixing a problem is recognizing you have one, right? [/i]
Staring at the wall like it was it’s fault the sounds had happened, she pick up a rock that could be described as a little bigger than a pebble, and threw it. The rock made a white mark in the place it had rubbed against the rock wall, but did nothing more to her dismay. The knocks still came through loud and clear. She caught onto the urgency of whoever was behind that wall- how were they not driven away by her bitterness?
 She took the notepad and pencil still laying there messily about her empty cell and did a mixture of walking and crawling when her legs were too weak to carry anything to the front edge of her cage. Whether there was a rock wall or bars there too, she’d look for an opening to get the supplies coated in dirt to his cell. 
[i] Why am i even concerning myself with this person? Do they honestly think i could explode this place and whisk everyone out of here to safety? We’re screwed. If i haven’t learned anything in the past year i’ve learned that. [/i] Kaori twisted her lips into a pitiful smile as more thoughts raced across her mind.Everyone’s lives here were walking on a tightrope, and if they were to fall, it was all over. No one could save you. Falling would not be death to her, that was way at the bottom… falling off would be losing her sense of strength or herself. This, to her, was death, living as the breaking shell of someone you once were.
“Well stranger… Do you see it? Take it, it has writing worth nothing to you. Use a blank side. ”