It drifts in and out of the light of the corridor, hypnotizing as it floats in the air before me.I become entranced and before I know it, I hear a cold hard crash.The double steel doors are closed and Charlie is gone.

"They have him now," says Ralph."Now we wait."

"Will he return?" I ask.

"There's no telling.Some go through those doors and come back.Others, our lost friends, never come back," Ralph says as he lays in the corner of his cell.His blanket a tattered ...