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/_/ aking up from that terrifying dream, I looked over to see if Purrr-ific was laying on the ground, since the last time he slept on a bedroll he woke up to a tore up pillow and ripped up bedroll. But he wasn't there, he was kneeling down at the corner of the prison cell. "Purrr-ific, you okay?" I asked him confusingly. He didn't respond. I got up until my left knee was on the ground, right knee up. "Hey Purr-ific, seriously are you alright??" I questioned him again, but without a response again. I got up onto my feet, and almost fell straight down. I grabbed onto the wall to catch my fall. I got up, and steadily walked over to Purrr-ific. I heard mumbling sounds, and it looked like his hands were positioned for a pray. Purrr-ific was praying, probably to get out of prison soon. I looked across the hall to see if someone was in the other prison cell. There wasn't anyone there for a second. Then, I saw the shadow of some sort of figure in the dark.