I didn't give him time to respond and began to convulse. I slid out of the seat, intentionally losing control of my body, my hands still cuffed to the seat supporting me and my body contorting uncomfortably as I continued my spasms, my exaggerated act horrifying the guards.
“What the hell is wrong with him?” Yelled one to my right.
"She's pretending," another cried near the door.
"She vomited and now she has seizures, I don't think it's false"
"Well, whatever, let her die, what does it matter?"
And finally, a fool who falls.
"Damn, give me the keys to the handcuffs and let's try to stabilize her."
With my eyes half-open I watched as two guards approached to open my handcuffs and deposit me on the ground as the spasms continued to shake me and I hit my head against the ground.
"Don'
