Here's an excerpt from West Purgatory Level 3.
Vuuurman (pronounced Verminnn) my captor worked in league with the other Doctors to keep the other cellmates and myself as uncomfortable as possible.
The terrified staff followed the Doctors' orders fearing that they would be punished if they didn't. During quiet time, floor polishers would run up and down the hallways at breakneck speed.
The staff would push only the carts with wobbly wheels back and forth for the full 2 hours for maximum effect.
They would pause only to allow the sound of puking to punctuate the constant mayhem. After day 3 I thought to myself, I haven't heard this much puking since day one of fashion week in Paris.
I worked together with Ron and Gail my cellmates to formulate an escape plan. First we thought of trying to draw attention to our plight by writing HELP on the windows of the cell. The plan was to use feces to write with. We pooled our resources but to no avail, because all we could do was pool our resources. A new plan was required..........
More to come in the next few days.
funny how hell and hospital both start with the letter H. Coincidence? I think not.
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