The Prisoner

You awaken somewhere new. Somewhere dark, cold, and mysterious. Confined within what appears to be a homemade jail-cell you are left only to wonder about how and why this is happening.

You awaken, trapped in a prison cell with nothing but a cold metal toilet and a cheap cot to rest on. The air around you is cold and dank. You atmosphere feels wet and the dark red-brown bricks on the wall block out any view of the outside world. You can occasionally hear noises, but nothing that helps you understand where you are, how you got here.

Eventually you hear footsteps overhead, that slowly make their way down to the basement where your cell is located. Your captor stands just out of view, hidden in the shadows, with nothing but a vague silhouette to identify them by. They tell you about how all of this is for the best, and how they’re going to keep you safe, here in your cell. You will want for nothing, all in exchange for your freedom. Then they tell you to rest in your cot, and for some reason you obey. You drift off into sleep, and are slowly brought back out of trance.

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