Predator Purgatory

Realism Is A Virtue.

Driven by the government,
to a place that is not is not to fond of home.
You wonder where you are at,so you ask the driver where you are heading towards,the driver does not reply to your question.
You have been under custody and tranquilization by the government,to forget what happened,when it happened,where it happened,
On the ride to the strange place,you try to look outside the back windows of the van but you find nothing,except for dark road behind you.
You arrive at a strange place but you sense something off,it's unsettling.
You are still detained by custody of the government,but for what reason though?
You enter inside the place and are taken to a room labeled "The Resolitude"
The Resolitude was a room that was basically an asylum room with patted walls and everything to keep you safe
You look around and ponder your brain about the white room.
Inside the room is white,with patted everything except for the door window.
You look around in boredom,seeing the toy table with the sensory shape box by the table.
You tend to play with it for a while,before hearing a ringing noise.
You cover your ears,incase it's a siren or a hypnotic sound.
You hear people running outside of your door.
You try to rush to the door but you fall and land in your face.
You feel your face start to burn on your cheek.
It then disappears after a couple of seconds.
You wonder then *zhoommn*-the power in the building had been cut off or severed.
So there you are,laying in the dark.
Your isn't registering anything yet,you ask.
IT WILL COME,ALWAYS HINDER.