An alumnus of both and Who, for some weird reason, is starting his time here with an abundance of cannibalism-themes stories. O.o

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I don't know how long I've been here. Weeks? Months? Maybe days?

They treat me well, for the most part. I live in a 10'x10', windowless cell. They clean it for me. They feed me quite well. Even when they restrain me, which is daily, they're oddly gentle about it. It would be nice if even one of them would talk to me, though.

As I said, I'm treated well. For the most part. Then there's the 'training', they call it.

It started with photographs. Horrible, disgusting photographs. Animals, at first. Puppies, kittens, lambs.Tortures, each more brutal than the last. Then they moved on to people. Rape, torture, and, eventually, execution. Infants to senior citizens. My only solace was that it was pictures. No audio.

Then came the videos. I didn't know human beings could make those sounds! The word 'scream' doesn't cover it. Especially from the children. They scream until their voices just give out..

Today, they start on live 'performances'. That doesn't scare me.

What scares me is that I'm beginning to like it.


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