There was a knock on Roman's cell door. He had been in confinement for a day. The confinement didn't affect him, it truly didn't. He quite liked the quiet it provided. 

The only problem was that sleep came with difficulty, and it smelled like that place.  But this was something he learned to deal with, something could deal with. 

He had already looked around the cell that he was sharing with a mouse, and some mold. As he laid on his cot. He counted the number of cracks in the ceiling.

 A nurse walks in the room with his food. He ignored her, she would leave after putting the food at its place like always.

 "Roman" a familiar voice called, his eyes snapped towards the voice, it was Valerie.

 "What…what are you doing here" Roman blurts out, face scrunching in shock.  She silences him with a raised hand whispering, "I need to know what happened while you were kidnapped"

His eyebrows disappear in hair as he mocks her in a quiet voice, "oh! Now you want to know, have gone mad, like me."

“I found out about the girl from your story”

“So, you have gone mad. Because now you believe me” he pursed his lips 

The curve of Valerie's lip has turned downwards as she bit inside her cheek and in a soft voice full of guilt, she admitted "I am sorry I didn't believe you, but look Roman I am putting my job on line, and doing something potentially illegal here. I need to know what happened to you there, so please tell me" may be Roman to saw something akin to truth in her eyes or the fact she may as well be his last hope, that he huffed and turns his face towards the wall and in quiet voice he started talking

 "Well, you know he gave me that compound and told me about 8, but he didn't stop there"