I was right. He is feeding us more, the fattiest foods, but it’s all we get. Everything is deep fried; everything is ridiculously sugary, like really greasy donuts. It’s filling at least, so we’re not starving, but it won’t be good for us. Today he came in and funnelled a bunch of milk down our throats. It’s already sickening. Not to mention the stench of our faeces all around the place. We all have tried to move ourselves as far to our right as possible before doing our business, but it’s still too close. I’m surprised we’re not vomiting at this moment.
