Chapter 6: My Life at the Richardson Complex

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Emily P.O.V.
Richardson Complex cell 4a
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I have been here ,for 6 months and it gets worse everyday that I'm here. In the past 6 months I have had 7 operations ,and many experiments performed on me. Each day that I am here I loss more ,and more hope. Yesterday I had a operation I'm not sure what they did to me, but my hands are now wrapped up in bandages.

I wish I could know what is happening to my body ,but I don't and that terrifies me. Sometimes when I am in my cell I hear other prisoners screaming. My cell is a small room with white painted walls. The bed that I sleep in is a hospital bed which I am usually hooked by to many wires by a machine next to it.

The only other furniture in my room is the type of toilet they use in prisons ,and a small metal sink . My body felt more tired ,and exhausted then I have ever been in my whole life. But I know one thing ,and that was that I had to escape the Richardson Complex. That night when the lights went out ,for bedtime I cried myself to sleep like every night.

I've been tourtered at this place in ways that are hard to imagine ,and I can't handle it anymore.

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