Uh.. Hi. Um.. I don't feel so good. But I'm still gonna write. So they—uh—those people, the ones always watching—got the thing in the cabnit... no, cabinet, and got the syringe too. They filled it up with that, um, weird goop. I don't know what it is. It looked gross. They, uh, they strapped me down to the bed after that! Like tight-tight. I was screaming, tried to move and get out but—
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Nobody came.
I kept pulling, pulling so hard my wrists hurt but no one—no one was there. They just pushed the needle into my arm. I—I couldn't do anything. It was just like—like nothing I've ever felt before, like they were filling me up with ice. I know I was gonna lose to them, to the scientests—
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Ow. My whole body hurts. Everything is—burning? Or numb. Don't know. Maybe it's fine. Probably fine.
I hope—
But, uh. I'm still here.
