Creepy is one word to describe my cell. The air smells like waste, there is slime on the walls and the ground is cold to the touch. Also Dementors pass through here every five minutes. Definitely not somewhere to go for a family vacation. The only good thing is no people are next to me so I can write in peace without the sounds of the mad in my ear. I lost a few happy memories as soon as I got here so I'm not exactly in the writing mood and I just figured out that there is absolutely nothing to do in Azkaban.