(TTW Room w/ 7) Quiet

A few days past since Miguel and Jane were prisoned here together in this thin, dark room. Despite the events of a past few weeks and a death of another prisoner, Miguel felt a little bit safer, knowing that his loved one Jane at leasat was fed, unharmed and alive. Right now she was sleeping calmly, while he, sitting on the one and only chair in the room, carefully studied the skull, seeking for distraction from his sombre thoughts.

Then he heard a knock. Miguel turned his head towards the wall, from whence the sound came, his eyes winded. "Why, of course they had neighbours in this room, like in the other ones!", he realized inwardly. How he could forget about that?!

Miguel picked up the chair and on tiptoe, so as not to wake Janey-dear, he walked towards the opposite wall, where he could talk with another live human being. He put the chair down, and sat on it. "Hello. It's... Miguel here," he said and waited for response.

"Miguel," she murmured.

The name sounded familiar as did the voice. But where did she hear it? When was the last time she ran into a Miguel? At first her mind drifted to Spain, oh sweet and lovely Spain. The wonderful country with warm sun, beautiful buildings and delicious foods. A country of passionate dances, bright colors and friendly people. No, she had to remind herself that she had not been to Spain in some time, even before she was whisked away to this nightmare house.

So where did she know Miguel from? Here, she reasoned. He had to be someone she met here. Obviously none of her roommates. The only game she was in where people introduced themselves to one another was where they rescued that woman from the bird cage. There had been an older man who took charge, splitting up search tasks for everyone involved.

"Wait, you were in the last game I was in," she said. "I'm Kida."

The man scratched the back of his neck, recollecting some memories if he knew that girl and, as soon as she mentioned that they both were in the last game - he suggested that she supposed the "game in the garden" - together, he recognized her voice. "Oh, Kida", he thought and tried to remeber how the girl looked... She had unnaturally white hair and... and that was all he could tell about her. It felt like months passed since that "game" and those people's faces and names were almost erased from Miguel's mind.

"I'm glad to hear you are still alive, Kida," he said and smiled softly, leaning his head closer to the wall. Then, a few seconds that appeared like hours, he couldn't say – they spent in silence.

"Another person died a couple of days ago," Miguel broke the silence, took off his glasses and began to clean them. "But it wasn't just another deaadly game, it was..." The man gave a sigh and rubbed his nose bridge with a frustrated frown, "A wedding."

"I'm glad you're okay." She said.

It was a relief to know someone else was still alive. Her roommate has yet to wake and she was worried. She knew little about the man on the other side of the wall. She only knew he took charge of the garden game and saved the poor woman caged in the trees. He seemed like a good person, very kind at least.

"What do you mean they died at a wedding?" Kida asked.

What was going on here? Death at a wedding seemed so unlikely not to mention absolutely bizarre in compassion to the death games. Their host was insane. They weren't little toys for that woman to play with. Kida could only think of a cruel child playing sick games with their toys

Miguel shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, understanding how wierd he must sound to the girl behind the wall. "Prehaps, our kidnapper likes not only to kill people, but also forces them to live the way she wants."

He took a pause and gave a sigh, "And yes, our kidnapper is a woman. I was there and I saw her. I think it was our kidnapper herself - the fat asian woman Evelyn told us about. Her name is Madge Backer."

He squeezed the skull in a vice-like grip and suppressed his anger that boiled inside of him. "I was the groom, and... my future wife would be Odette. The blond pregnant girl, you saw her in the garden too. It was the second time I saw that girl in my life!.. and so did she. She refused to say "yes" and Magde... She killed her. Right there. She electrocuted her. We all were chained to the floor, we tried to calm Odette down and say that if she says "yes" everything will be fine, but... We failed."

He shook his head once again, "So, Kida, I tell you that to warn you,.. if the time will come for you to be the bride,.. No matter what say "yes"." He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wall. "Maybe it is the only way out of here..."

"How could she do that?"

It took her a minute to wrap her mind around it. At first she wanted to dismiss it as impossible. However with as much as she had seen lately she has no room to be dismissive. Miguel had no reason to lie to her either. He was just telling her as it was, warning her so no one ended up like the other woman. Kida vaguely remembered her. She had been quiet, not awake for long in the last game Kida was in.

A soft noise of distress left Kida. As if their kidnapper hadn't taken enough from them. She was now taking their rights to marry who they wanted to. There was always divorce, if they ever managed to escape, but really how legally binding could a shot gun marriage be? Where it was either marriage or death. It gave new meaning to until death do we part. She wanted to say no. But that hasn't worked out well for the other woman.

"I will," she told him, her voice cracking with raw emotion. "T-Thank you for telling me."