She didn’t know how long she’d been in the basement. The years of isolation with only the Mahjong set to entertain her had shattered her.
Mahjong was a four player game; she became four people. One was her original personality, well, original as possible. The second was a young girl who played impulsively. The third was an old woman who played slow and sly. She usually won. The final player was a middle aged woman who was new to the game.
They played the game day in and day out, breaking only to eat the food that appeared from nowhere.