"You promised me! YOU PROMISED ME, YOU SICK FUCK! You promise...me...e.." Nathan was screaming. This was the lullaby Shawn heard every night before falling asleep. He turns on his side. There is a drawing of a girl, etched into the black wall. It is a perfect drawing of Jamie. They never sent him her pictures when he went to prison, so he drew her. He kissed her silloette of ink, and silently, silently... closed his eyes. But never really fell asleep. "You promised me." Repeats over and over and over.