I awaken in an empty cell
The air is filled with mold and mildew, I can't breathe very well. I see a lit candle to my right, I guess that's the source of light I get? I recognize the rusted bars and the torn up bed, I remember, I was kneeling in this exact spot, begging for death. I remember screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping someone would hear me, but alas; no one came; no one was here; not one soul.

It seems to be the same story. I wake up here, not...