Jonathan didn't sleep and Edward didn't move since Jonathan had punched him. Jonathan didn't feel safe sleeping in his cell. He simply lied in the bed and stared up at the bottom of the other bed. He stared at the top bunk for two hours before a guard came and knocked on the door to the cell.
"Crane!" He heard Cash yell. "Therapy time!" Jonathan scowled and got out of the bed, shooting a quick glance towards his cellmate. Edward was lying on the bed, facing the wall. Jonathan rolled his eyes and headed towards the cell door. Cash was there with a guard he didn't know. They opened the door and brought Jonathan out before closing and locking it. They cuffed his hands and began to lead him down the hall, heading toward increasingly older sections of the asylum. Jonathan twitched; the air cold and his nerves still wrecked from the morning's shower. They reached their destination and opened the door. Then to Jonathan's confusion, the put an unusual collar around his neck and tightening it t