[ WP ] Two men on death row try to creep each other out from adjoining cells .

I do n't know why there is a window. But there is. On the other side, he is waiting for me. The grotesque man, his hair unfurling from his scabbed scalp in greased, curly wires. Every time I try to approach him he simply stares back at me, his eyes unblinking and his soul empty. What he must have done - it haunts me. 
 
 He must feel something. I will make him feel something. I press my sweaty, wrinkled hands to the damp, cracked floor and crawl under the crook of the windowsill. I snicker quietly into the moist crevice of my naked shoulder. 
 
 One. 
 
 Two. 
 
 Three. 
 
 I spring upwards, my bony thighs propelling me, and let out a demonic shriek. Wildly, I search for his reaction but am met with only a cold, blank stare. How can he be so emotionless, so cold. He is not human. He is evil. 
 
 I back away slowly, my eyes still fixed on the window. His stare follows me, closing in on me, hunting me. It was him. It was his fault. I do n't deserve to be in here. He did this to me. 
 
 `` GUARD,'' I howl, averting my eyes for a brief second. 
 
 An angry grumble erupts from the end of the hall, followed by increasingly loud stomps, echoing all around me. I glance back at the window to find his eyes still fixated on me, glaring at me. It is his fault. Everything is his fault. I am innocent. He did it, not me. The guard arrives outside my cell door and I fling myself towards him, my arm extended toward the window, steering his eyes toward the monster. 
 
 `` What is it now?'' he sighed. 
 
 He did n't see him. How could n't he see him. I cautiously creep towards the window, determined to rid the world of all of its evil. I stop a few feet away, the demonic figure unfazed by the guard's arrival and my approach. I've got him now. I quickly swing back around to face the guard on the balls of my feet, a benevolent smile now spread across my face. 
 
 `` Get away from the mirror you fucking freak,'' the guard muttered. `` And put some fucking clothes on.''
