Sully8 wrote:Jack•room 9•human
I sat with my back pressed against the hard granite wall and waited to see if a guard would be generous enough to slip a peice of bread through the food slot. The chance of that happening is pretty slim. But as I sit there, fiddling with my metal bracelets I noticed something moving in the opposite corner. I half crawl half walk, probably looking like a madman to the shadows "who... Who are you" I stammer- I hadn't spoken in at least 2 weeks when the scientists made me take a verbal test about who knows what.
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