They concluded that I was unconscious. Well, I was. That is, my body was. I was able to hear them and I still had command of my thought and emotional processes. As they dragged me to my new space, one of them asked the other, “How much longer are we going to be doing this to them?”

The other responded, “Just a few more days. All of these techniques are needed to lower and annihilate their personal sense of worth. Remember, that is our goal, that is what we want. It is more than just an order, it is our justification.”

Two things became clear to me. The first, was that I was not alone. There were others that were going through the same thing in this permanently illusive space. The second thing was that my body, my flesh, and my blood would deteriorate and submit before my sense of worth did, before my imagination did. At least at that moment that is what I thought. For now, I will sustain my sanity by learning about who you are