Walking the boy down the white corrdors, lights getting dimmer and dimmer as they get to solitafry. When they arrive, henry would be able to feel it, the pull of it. Instead of putting him in the normal one, the one that almost everyone else is put in when Richardson isnt on dute, he is tjrown into a blank white room. The floor is carpeted but a hard carpet. The walls and ceiling too but scratchy. There is a small white mat in the corner, near to a white table and a white chair, both nailed to the ground. he is trjown in there without the power nullifying cuffs, as soon as he gets in there he should be able to feel it, the voices seemingly egged on and more extreme in this room of power doubling. With him now stuck in this hell scape of a room. He is left there with some white paper towls and some white rice.