It has been over 2 weeks now, and I have been stuck in this bloody room, he said I was shot with a silver bullet, but had asked him a couple of times how I recovered so quickly, but didn't give me a response.

I haven't left the room for a day, neither have I seen anyone. He comes by once in a while to see me, and we just sit in the room, silently munching our dinner. 

And the days he doesn't show up, someone just drops the food off at the door. I have never actually seen the person who drops the food I just hear a knock...