Waking up, his head blaring in pain and in warning, the rational thing was to stay calm but at this moment he just couldnt he panicked, his breathing picked up quickly he jumped off the rock slab of a bed he tried on his feet and nearly fell face first into the worlds worst toilet.. Is that even a toilet? That dosnt matter he has to find a way out he checked over each and every wall over and over again looking for something.anything to help him out get out, he checked under the bed he looked everywhere in the small space provided he found nothing he checked the sink and water sprayed him in the face, why the water was going up is a question he can't find the answer for but he quickly turned it off not wanting to get soaked even more.. Shortly after a woman and two other people with bat's and guns he wanted to yell shout and push pass her to run and get out of this strange place he frantically asked where he was what was going on what she was.. She looked like a doctor.. She explained very very vaguely that he was at the scp foundation that he was on death row.. That he chose this instead of death by lethal injection.. And she was a researcher and what the fuck is she calling him? D5162 ?.. D2856. That's it.. but apparently she was a researcher.. For what? The fucks the scp foundation? Ignoring that and the other useless shit.. Death row?! He was on death row? How come he dosnt remember that.. Why can't he remember much.. She wants him to follow.. He does after being hit for getting 'violent'... (part one may continue, may not)
Time start:14:21
Time end:14:35
Date of creation :9/dec/23
Words:289
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