Mikado - Saturday Performance
Vik had been trapped in that godforsaken cell for ages - god knows how long exactly. So, as he crept down the deserted corridors in search of another soul, even the tiny bulbs that hung lazily from the ceiling that dripped with mould stung his eyes. He blinked and blinked and blinked again, waiting for the dots to clear from his vision. That's when the lights went out.