You wake, lying in mud, chained to a wall like a dog on a lead. You
look around but nothing's in focus, just blurred figures lying down or
sitting, some crying. You're cold, a winter breeze flows through the
room through bars in the wall. Smells; you recognise them, blood,
urine and vomit, stagnant, lingering. You feel sick, but have nothing
in you to throw up. A shape appears at the door, and then disappears
but only for a second. It returns, you feel nervous, what is it? Who
is it? It opens the door with a key and you look away. It walks
towards you, you turn your head slightly to see a pair of legs, and
you look up to see a tall masculine figure standing over you.
He picks you up but you resist, he kicks you, you feel scared. Another
man comes in and holds you while the first man unchains you from the
wall. They speak but you do not recognise the language. They push you
towards the door and gesture to move, you do, out into a courtyard
with buildings all around. You're weak and fall to the floor. One of
the guards picks you up and drags you to the building in front of you.
It's a washroom; the guards unchain you and give you a bar of soap.
You go to one of the showers and take off your clothes. And throw them
on the floor. There is a button on the wall in front of you, you press
it and a gush of cold water comes pouring out of the shower, you jump
back by the shock of how cold it is, then step back in, slowly.
After five minutes the guards come back in, you turn around and stop
the shower, they throw you a towel, actually a rag, but close enough.
You dry off and they give a clean shirt and trousers, both in royal
blue. You think to yourself, " maybe these people aren't so bad. " You
dress and step down from the shower step. The guards grab you and cuff
you again; you change your mind about them. They lead you out, back
into the courtyard. You feel hungry and ask one of the guards for
food, but he ignores you and pushes you forward. Your stomach growls
and you buckle to your knees as the lack of food gets to you. The
guards pick you up and drag you to another cell. They throw you in and
you cower in the corner.
They leave, and return with another man slightly older and fatter
looking. The guard opens the door. The man walks towards you with the
guard in front. He kicks you and picks you up. You drop your head as
you're too weak to lift it. The guard grabs hold of your hair and
pulls your head back so the fat man can see you. He looks at you in
disgust and turns away as the guard drops you back to the floor. He
Night sets in and you're in pain. You haven't been fed all day, or had
anything to drink. Just then the guard opens the door. And puts a tray
on the floor in front of you, he leaves. You crawl over to it, Food!
Bread, chicken, potatoes and a drink. You...