Look alike

Malon was trying to pull the big bars back and forth, but the bars were tight, and it looked like it had been a prison made for a long time, which was frustrating. The bars wouldn't break, and there was also a deafening silence indicating that there was probably no one else around there. Then he sighed and walked away from the bars, and went to see what was in his cell.

Turning around, he noticed that the space was still much smaller than a bedroom. There was a pile of hay in the corner of the floor to be used as a bed and a dirty corner to be used as a bathroom, the walls were full of cracks, and nothing looked strange there. The cracks didn't look like they would get worse than that.

Still, something caught Malon's attention. There was an older-looking space the size of a human hand in the center of the wall that was slowly starting to age and knocking some crumbs off the wall.