Dear David,
Help me please, David I found out where I am.
It's the torture chamber.
I'm in a restricted part, one of the employees hid me here. Told me not to speak or move.
All I can hear are the screams, the loud noises, the agony, the suffering.
I think it's more torture to be here than to be tortured.
Hailey xo
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