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Post by herofrozen1 on Nov 18, 2009 19:34:06 GMT -5
Hour 7 of 48
So the triple has been quarantined. I got the phone call around noon today, November 18, 2009. Our friend Kristi has a 5% chance of having the wonderful Swine Flu, or H1N1, and since we had contact with her, we arn't allowed to leave the room for 48 hours... We get our food delivered to us like a prisoner, if they remember about us. They forgot about us earlier... And there were three of us to begin with... Now it's just John and I. We... We had to sarcrifice the youngest one. Hopefully they remember us tomorrow, otherwise I may be next to go... Going insane... May end up wandering the halls like a zombie and start attacking random people... Actually... That sounds like a good plan... I will report later on how things are going...
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Post by herofrozen1 on Nov 19, 2009 0:45:19 GMT -5
Hour 12 of 48
I've begun to develop a fever. 100.6 degrees. I hear this is how the Swine starts... I'm becoming quite paranoid. Everywhere I look I feel there are eyes looking, and judging. I also have began to smell bacon. Am I hallucinating? I sure hope so... If I don't make it though the next 36 hours, I'm sorry Mike, but you will have to find a new roommate. I am going to attempt to get some sleep, but I am going to be keeping my eye on Repecko... He's been drinking and I think he's having a craving for some more flesh... Hopefully I can report back later... If anyone is out there, please reply!!!
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Post by herofrozen1 on Nov 19, 2009 13:18:25 GMT -5
Hour 25 of 48
It took a few hours, but I fell asleep. It took me a good while; all the sounds you never notice until the lights are all out and you are fearing for your life... I woke to a knock on my door. Our keepers brought us some food; they call them "burgers." When we asked what kind of meat was used, they just laughed and told us that "you'll get used to it." I'm not sure what they meant, but it was better than eating left over roommate.
My fever broke. Thank god. I'm now back down to a normal temp. I stare at the clock all day. I think they left us with one to taunt us, to keep us wanting our freedom. Same with the windows. They are locked, and we can't open them to get fresh air. I feel like I am in a zoo; people walk by and point and whisper about us. What are they saying? I wish I knew... I'm going to go back pacing and staring at the clock. I can't wait to get out of here...
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Post by herofrozen1 on Nov 19, 2009 16:13:13 GMT -5
Hour 28 of 48
I've decided to take this time to explain a few things. First off, the Keepers are our guards. They make sure that we don't leave and that no one enters. They are constantly masked, so we have no idea who our Keepers are. I'm sure they change guard, but we will never know.
We are quarantined in our room, but we are allowed to use the restroom. However, there is a procedure. We must first knock on the door and alert our Keepers that we would like to use the restroom. They then open the door, bind our hands together and escort us to the restroom. We must wear a mask as well. As we walk that long stretch of hall to the bathroom, all the other "prisoners" doors are wide open and watch us, judging us. We can see the outside through their windows; it's such a beautiful day out today.
When we use the restroom, they stay in there, watching us and making sure we don't try to escape. It's not so simple to use urinate when you have people watching you. Remember how I said they bind our hands? Try wiping like that, it's not easy.
I tried to escape once. I kicked one of the Keepers in the shin and ran for the door. I almost made it, but they shot me in the back with a taser. They dragged me back to my room and threw me in there. John asked what happened, and called me an idiot for trying. He did it once too, I should have learned from him...
I am going to try keep you guys in the loop of how my last hours will be. I hope I can last that long... I'm looking forward to feeding time, I'd like another one of those "burgers..."
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Post by ricosauvey on Nov 19, 2009 16:48:13 GMT -5
The is no escape not for you will. But if you keep the proper rituals and pray to the supreme ceiling god Chuck Norris than you might survive until the end of quarantine period. If not than at least you did not die in vain you attracted loyal fans of the stilts to your plight and perhaps you will make it to the pantheon of gods and immortal heroes like St. Enrico Sauvey
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Post by herofrozen1 on Nov 20, 2009 1:38:46 GMT -5
Hour 37 of 48
I'm in the home stretch... I've made it this far, but I'm not sure how much longer I can make it. John and I have been doing our best to stay sane, but it's not so simple. They cranked the heat in our room. I think they want us to kill each other... But we won't, we can't...
Today was the Keeper's thanksgiving. They fed us their traditional meal for this "special occasion." I will spare you the details of what it looked like, but it tasted great. I think I am really starting to enjoy the taste of flesh... It is starting to scare me a little. I hope I don't turn into a zombie... But it's all that's on my mind...
Less than 10 hours until absolute freedom. I hope I can resist the urge for human flesh... But once you taste it, it's hard to give it up... I will let you know if and when I make it out of here.
(BTW, your welcome Mike XD haha)
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