Since there was nothing here for me so i directly left without wasting any more of my precious time alone in this pathetic room.
I opened my mouth once and the rest of the liquid that tasted piss vanished down my throat and once more, the fact was reaffirmed without a doubt.
It really tasted like ape juice. It soured my mood because i remembered my experiences when i was incarcerated in the past.
The brutish ways of men and what they were capable of doing in order to live for just another day was unimaginable.
I wanted to punish those who brutes again but alas, they were even fakes same as the memory i had of them.
"As am i." i muttered in conclusion. The stark reality that i had been a mere simulation inside a tin can angered me to no end. But never again.
I shall take the real wo
