Chapter 64

According to Topo, there are still 12 weeks to go before we leave here. I almost don’t care. This has been very hard, and I hardly get out of bed, let alone out of the cell. Yoffiel shows no signs of life. Juan Luis is still missing. Something is going on, and I don’t know what it is. Seeing everyone else with their families and loved ones is killing me slowly and painfully. I need to know that someone cares about me. My mind is playing games with me.

I keep thinking about it; I’m obsessed.

I’m not hungry, I don’t want to go out, I don’t want to play sports, and sleep is a luxury I haven’t borrowed. I’ve found that I prefer not to sleep because when I do get it, it’s worse. Tiredness has done shit on me, and even RanRan, the most introspective man in the world, has noticed and is worried. So he has let me know.

“What do you want?” I say without looking at who enters my cell, “I don’t want to be disturbed.”

“Arriba, Santos,” a guard says to me

“You have