The room stank of smoke, mold, and cheap liquor. Eddie sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the peeling wallpaper on the cracked wall like it had the answers as he tried his best to avoid looking at the ceiling had brown water stains that reminded him of the past.

He hated this place but it unfortunately what he could afford near the hosiptal. Things had been tough for him since they blew the cover his fake identity gave him.

They had found his tunnel, the hidden entrance he spent weeks ...