Boredome has become my worst enemy. I stare out of the window located at the far end of the room only to be met with a brick wall that was hiding whatever view was on the other side.

I pay no mind the knock on the door, probably from one of the nurses dropping off my evening meal. The room was deafeningly silent except for the sound of the second hand ticking on the clock. A sound I had already grown to hate.

Another knock resounds through the room and I begin to grow annoyed. I march towards the door, yanking it open to reveal a stunned Blake with a...