M! Come back to the game! Is all I heard as I turned away and walked toward the fence.
I was in a prison for youth. I was in inmate, yet somehow I moved at will around the grounds. I was also able to walk through fences and doors, but not walls. I found my self in one of the dorms. Everybody seemed to know and really like me. I walked up and down the hallways. All the cells doors where open. Everybody came and went as if it where a hotel. Everybody had some thing to say to me yet I do not remember anything that was said.
