There was pure darkness and silence. Cade could smell the dust and feel the rust beneath his feet. He moved his hands and got a grip on the cold, thin bars.

Am I in jail for drinking too much?

"Help!" Cade shouted as he tried to shake the steel bars. In a snap, the lights turned on. He was inside a vast and empty room. There was no window or anything that could let the outside noises and brightness seep through. He was inside a small prison cell that seemed customized only for him.

The door opened, and a familiar guy set foot in the room. He sauntered towards him...