The voices had calmed down, the hallucinations gone as I sat there staring at his back with utter disbelief.
I crawled closer to the cell, stopping just before the thick bars. My palms rested flat against the floor while I looked at the man, wishing he'd turn back around so I can confirm it was him.
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