"Hi," I say to Roman. He groans. "Where are we?" "...... in a jail cell, I think." "Oh. Cool." Yeah, I don't really know what to do now. He gets off of me and apologizes before walking around the cell. The cell is a small room with metal bars on one side, looking out into a dark pit. Like a round room with a pit in the middle and a foot of space at the sides, and lots of cells in the walls. The other cells seem to be empty, except for one on the other side of the pit. The floor is made out of smooth, cold stone. "Well, how do we get out now?" Roman asks. I shrug. "I don't know." "Well, this is just great. Why couldn't you just leave the statue alone? Now we're probably gonna die here." He snaps before sitting in the corner, knees pulled up to his chest. I'm going to write some more in my journal, I think.
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