They have lied to us far too long, the walls they encapsulate us in are not padded for our comfort. they abducted us from our homes, in the cold dead of night. I used to try to break my neck on they corner of the cell. They would always stop me, inject me with their venom and render me unconscious. They are like damn scorpions, they're shells are a burgundy spotted amber, foaming mandibles, sharp like razors. I reject their medication even when it's forcibly administered. It is what makes them look human, they most likely pump it into the air, that's what I think at least and why I put the alcohol soaked rag up my nose. It's like a gas mask, I think alcohol neutralizes the drug's effects . I don't think they know about the small piece of wall I carved out, I can peel back some of the padding and get through. I don't think they know I am watching them; the one that seems to be their leader has no idea, about when I sneak into the air ducts at night. I like to watch the thing at his desk, pretending to be human. There is a place in the back of their neck where, the shell is soft and you can get through with something sharp. that's how I got rid of the one pretending to be my wife and 6 year old daughter. I broke my arm against the door frame, so I could get into the infirmary. I stole the scissors they keep in the box; I had to hide the scissors under a flap I cut in my skin. It took a while for my arm to set, but now I have the scissors, I think I will be able to jump on top of him from the vents.
