Day 983 of my captivity
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash and some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.In an attempt to disgust them. I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped it's headless body at their feet. I hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since this clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I am placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I coul hear their noises and smell the food. I overheared that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies". I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around at his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privellages. He is regularly released. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged a protected custody for him in an elevated cell. So he is safe... For now
A/n- and its finished. Thank you for reading, voting, and putting in your readin list. It means a lot. Ciao~ although this won't be the last you will here from the great moi.
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