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Alright, well, I woke up in this rotten place once again; the same peeling paper, the same stinking mattress, the same annoying drip from the cracked sink in the disgusting lavatory (thank goodness I don't need to use the facilities, ever) and frankly I'm getting rather sick of this. For one thing, no one's left me any of that delicious white and I'm horribly lucid. Secondly, there's a baby crying incessantly somewhere down the hall, and the only time babies should be crying is while I'm feeding on them. Otherwise they need to keep their mouths shut.
Lastly, they've left me this contraption, which is, I suppose, easy enough to use (see me, using it now) but it doesn't help me at all. Unless I try to smash through the window with it, or ha ha, the door, which is fucking locked.
Why am I trapped in a dingy, smelly room with nothing but a laptop with limited functions and no drugs? Who's stupid enough to do that to me?
Lastly, they've left me this contraption, which is, I suppose, easy enough to use (see me, using it now) but it doesn't help me at all. Unless I try to smash through the window with it, or ha ha, the door, which is fucking locked.
Why am I trapped in a dingy, smelly room with nothing but a laptop with limited functions and no drugs? Who's stupid enough to do that to me?