CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT

“You’re sleeping at this hour?” was the question I heard when I opened my eyes to see Leonard in the room once again, the maniac was here. “I think you’re getting comfortable in those chains and you like the dark because if not you won’t be here sleeping by this time of the day.” I looked at him and I still couldn’t move I was so tired and sleeping was all I had done for the past two days I’d been here and this was the first time I was caught slipping, by him I wondered if he really knew what he was doing. He would go out severally and come back only to sit there and drink wine I didn’t really know what was his problem but I knew he had something bothering him a lot and that wasn’t what he loved to speak about. He had a burden and those burdens were not meant to be shared, that was what I knew about him. he was a maniac like I thought and he was a bastard too.

“Have you been having sweet dreams?” he asked, as he poured himself a glass. “That is better than drowning in brown liquor al