The light ray made the Rod receptor in my retinal adjust a little, as it shone directly into my eyes.
I poorly helped myself out, feeling so weak and tasty.
I’ve been tasting my saliva all night long, but couldn’t request for a glass of water which is the only hope of revival, to quench my taste.
They handcuff my hands and took me to an unknown room.
I was made to sit on a wooden chair which was by a very large table, of about 25.1 diameters, meeting the measurement for a Standard office desk with the size of 60inches long x 29inches high x 30inches deep.
“The two Navy officers who took me to the room stood by my side. One by my right-hand side and the other by my left, waiting in silence until the so-called Officer Ken walked in;
"Young dude, officer ken called So you are the so-cal
