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This is Day 1
Day 1
With a quick punch to my face, I woke. I didn't know where I was or what was going on. All I knew was the side of my head felt like it had been thrown though a wall. When I finally open my eyes everything was dark. All I could see was the outline of a man, or what I thought looked like a man, I couldn’t really tell. I tried to get to my feet but before I could something hit my from behind. Then before I knew it I was being dragged away by two men in yellow jumpsuits from this dark place into a room filled with white light. The light was overwhelming it pierced my eyes as I tried to open them.

The men who dragged me into this room threw me into a cold metal chair and locked my arms and feet down. Then the outlined man walked into the room and stand in front of me. He was holding a file in his hand; I didn’t know what was going on. I tried to talk but my mouth was filled with blood, problay from the beating my head took moments ago. He just kept looking at the file and up at me. He said something but I could make it out and just continued to read this file. What is in tha file? Then just as soon as he entered he left the room and closed the door behind him. So its just me sitting in this bright room with blood flowing from my mouth and pain though my body.

As I sat there wondering what the hell was happening to me the two men in yellow jumpsuits who dragged me into this room came back. They startes hooking up all kinds of wires to me and without hesitation giving me one last blow to my face, then left the room. “What did I do to get here? Where was here? Why are all of these wires hooked into me?” I thought to myself. I could help but slouch down in the chair from the pain.

Once the yellow jumpsuit men were gone the wall across from me opened into a window with people sitting on the other side. They were all watching me and talking to each other, taking notes about something. A few of them laughed, I am not sure what about cause I didn’t see anything funny going on here. Who were these people seating behind this glass? I didn’t recognize any of the faces behind the glass.

Then I saw the same outlined man in the room standing new to a switch on the wall.


Day 2
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