My head really hurts. I don't know how I got here, or why I'm here, and... Actually, I don't even know where 'here' is. It's very cramped, though. There's a bed, a window, a door, a clock, and some wires. Don't ask me why there's wires. I found this journal under the pillow on the bed with a pencil, and since there's nothing else to do here, I'm writing in it.
I don't really know what to put here, since, to be honest, I don't remember much. Besides the stuff I mentioned before, there are other things I can't recall. Like, do I have any friends? Family? Did I have a job? I must've, since one of the few things I can remember is my age: I'm 35.
Wait, I think I just heard something. Someone just slipped something underneath the door!
Is that...A letter?
I'm so confused. Hold on, I haven't even written my name down yet, have I? Wow. Well then, I should probably do that.
My name is Ryan Haywood, and I have no idea what the fuck is going on.
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The Meaning of Freedom - An Achievement Hunter Fanfiction
FanfictionRyan Haywood has been imprisoned in a cell without being told why. With only notes and gifts from people who supposedly know him to keep him informed on what's happening in the outside world and keep him entertained, and a journal to help him docume...
