A WAY TO EXCAPE...
In the beginning Violet did not recall the real reason of why she had been subjected to this brutal ordeal, that is until she somehow had developed a separate compartiment in her own memories where she was abble to "see " what was happening and intervere when required. Relying on sheer will and a lot of strain desperation she went into her (now), stole memories and tried to find a way out. Because she new if there was a way out of this hospital it had to go by using them against each other, clearly there was a strugle for lidership already if by the shouts she heard yesterday in the fake van.
Today or what seem the next event she could recall in detail she had been spared the un-dignity of being strapped in the bed.
The camera man was the person she need it to find, a question still lingered in the back of all this drama.Who was he and how was he connect to her ? In any case they had no information on him or they would have killed her already, so she had no time to loose.
" Think, you must be missing something." As small as the room was, she walked it back and forward.
In her second view of the camera man she had withhold the information on the station he worked for.
Was that the reason why they had not found him yet ?
And how am i abble to retain some details and not others ?
Can i trust my own memories or did they screw me up so much i can`t believe in anything ?
Confused and tired she sat on the bed, rested her head on her knees and sighed.
" How can i get out of here ?" Adressed to no one the question lingered in the air...
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Behind a the mirror facing this room there are a set of cameras always with tapes on. Project " Control " as reached his third fase.
One hand lifts the phone and dials a number. " She is ready."
No reply on the other end, in two days Violet is about to be saved...






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