She called me a whore’s whore and went into the building. What did he say? He attached them to me and then snugged up the cable that was connected to each and vanished into the floor. By the end of the night, I was swimming in humiliation and deep, dark rivers of shame. Again. He did it again and the light turned off, Monitor 2 lit up. He pulled it back in a pony tail and hung it around my neck. I had a hard time walking on the soft, uneven ground and fell twice. The police knew me. I was being turned into one of Thomas’ experiments. The short breaths were making me hyperventilate, so I slowed down my breathing as well as I could. The short breaths were making me hyperventilate, so I slowed down my breathing as well as I could. Now, I realized that the pictures he’d shown me at his house were not retouched. Tony sat in the back seat with me and and one of the other men.
