I wake up and I am still in the prison. I sigh and cry. "I will never get out of here." I say weakly. I try to get up and I fall. "I am so hungry and thirsty." I pick up a bottle of cyanide. "I could just end my pain and suffering." I hear a noise above me. "That is most likely just some animals." I sigh. 

"Well lets just end this." I bring the bottle to my lips and almost drink it.

(So sorry idk how to make this longer)