Hello everyone, I hope you're all doing well.

Honestly, I can't believe that this is the 100th episode of Creep's cast.

I really just wanted to say, thank you so much for listening, and I'm glad that you enjoy it.

So, hey, let's do what we do best and what you enjoy.

As we drift further into Mr. Creep's mind.

I was an inmate in a prison. I witnessed absolute terror, written by, with a bite.

The thing the guy me was the noise.

The voices, shouting and cursing and pleading.

The doors are banging closed.

The snap of locks being turned.

Up until then, I had been the big man, all bluster and face and in a sneer like I didn't care.

But lying there hearing that noise, I started to cry.

I was 18 years old, and it was my first night in a prison cell.

I thought about a lot of things that night.

How my mother's heart was broken when the police came to arrest me.

The few memories that I had of the father who had slipped out of my life when I was eight years old.

The thing that I had stolen and sold for a quick and easy cash, money that I had then

burnt on stupid things.

I didn't sleep at all and when the lights went on in the morning, I told myself that when

I had served my sentence, I was going to make changes to my life.

I would get clean.

I would go to college.

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