Hope. It is the most important thing in the world. I believe that now more than ever. Hope is what saved my life, hope is what gave me the courage and the strength to carry on. Hope – that unshakeable, golden belief that things can get better.

As soon as reality breaks, as soon as we're separated from the phsical world, the cracks begin to appear in our minds. And through them seeps the madness that has always been there, flowing into your skull like a liquid nightmare.

You don't have friends in here, you'll soon come to understand that. You get attached to someone, then you'll just lose them. They'll get shanked or they'll jump or they'll be taken one night.

That mush plays havoc downstairs, you know?

Knackered inmates are easier to control than pumped-up ones. And dead inmates are even easier to control, if you follow me.

Let me know if you're going to do something stupid, kid, 'cause I'll ditch you like that.

It's incredible how much stamina you can find when you're fighting and enemy in battle, even if that enemy is just in your imagination.