The Darkness ep.2

I didn't understand what was happening. I only slightly opened my eyes because I was hearing voices. Then something happened to me. and I woke up again. I'm alone in a cell. Fortunately, my notebook and pen were in my pocket. I guess they didn't think to look. Light comes here. and the pressure on me seems to have decreased a lot. Maybe I'm above ground. I guess the Germans I saw caught me. But I don't hear German things here. There are words like "gear, dub" that I occasionally hear from passers-by. There is a window at the top of the cell. They threw bread and water bottles from there twice. The cell is very strange, it is shaped like a square prism. When I lie down, I lie down comfortably. but it has a very high  altitude of 15-20 metres. But I don't know how they got me here. I guess they lowered me from the window above using a ladder. If they had thrown me, I would have died anyway.
 
 

There's nothing to do but write, sleep, eat the food they throw away, and defecate into the tiny toilet seat I've just discovered. I don't know why I'm waiting here or when I'll be out. I am about to go crazy. How did I get here? I still remember very little.



They took me out and threw me into a big ward. There are 10 bunk beds in the ward. But there are only four people, including me. There is a Bulgarian merchant, a bald Chinese man, a short Arab and me. we are sitting together. We eat the food brought to us. I occasionally chat with that Bulgarian who speaks Turkish because he is a trader. Like me, he doesn't know why he's here. and remembers very little. he is older than me. He is at least forty years old and had two daughters aged 12 and 9. He said he misses them, his wife and Sofia very much. He didn't remember anything else anyway. So I told him what I remembered. Although I didn't remember much, something suddenly appeared in my mind while I was speaking to him . The Irishman who stayed at my house on the night of my father's funeral and said he was a friend of my father's brought us water. I couldn't say anything to him. He's already looking away from me. My God, what am I in?