Monday, 8 December 2014

Day 11

I'm back in the room.  I've been here before.  I'm hungry.

Everyone waits, then there's the buzzer, then the chute, then the brains.  I'm expecting it.  I'm ready.  I still don't know why I'm here.

When the second buzzer goes, I eat.  Quickly.  It's important to eat as much as I can.  I don't know why.  I am more coordinated than my companions and I don't drop any.

When we finish, again I copy what the others are doing and scrape at the trough.  Then we line up and exit through the shower.  I can see the light ahead.  I'm hungry, but less than before.

We approach the light, I can see clearly now.  My companions look wrong. They look grey, vacant...  They look dead.  Am I dead?  Can I be dead if I'm thinking?  I don't know.

We are in a bright featureless corridor.  We are all wearing black jumpsuits with large pockets.  That's important to remember.  I don't know why.

There's another door.  I'm hungry.  I must remember.  I'm hungry.  Hungry.  I...

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