metalmaker
06-20-2012, 01:49 AM
Day 983 of My Captivity
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I never the less must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to discust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped it's headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since
this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter I am", Bastards!!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use this to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormenters by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog recieves special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more then willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informent. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe..... For Now.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I never the less must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to discust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped it's headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since
this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter I am", Bastards!!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my
confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use this to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormenters by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog recieves special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more then willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informent. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe..... For Now.