Ban camp's been cold.

The cuff chafe like Firestorm.

When I tried sneaking out of the Camp as: cbidsf, they knocked me out and chainned me up to a wall, for evading their rule.

They filled their quota. At the cost of my sanity.

I've seen what it's done to people. A man was broken to the point that he was unreconisable, will this happen to me?

Second time this happened. I was in coma and slept through it. Second time, it's much more transparent.

The snow was heavy, and time was sluggish.

How long?

^

The steel cold van blended into the icy environment as they left.

Haven got warmer, but was still cloudy, rain waiting to burst like a bubble...

"Go."

My legs were glued onto the floor..

"Go inmate!"

I just don't... I can't no.

"I.... Can't...."

The warden's face scowled and his eyes started turning venomous.

"Do you want me to whack you?" He held up his banstick.

"No point! I can't go back!"

He came up and raised his hand. As it came, I head butted him down onto the floor, shouting.

I ran. I didn't get far away from Haven, as the guards dogpilled me, dirt and dust in my mouth.

The warden looked at me.

"Go!" He spat like a snake. "Now, I'm not sorry for this, just doing my job taking you back."

Grinning ear to ear, he raised his stick, unobservant to my plight.

" I can't! I'm not ready to go back!"

The last thing I saw was gunmetal grey...

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It was four thirty. I slumped against the ready room, unwilling to go out....

They've done it. Broken anOther knight...

An example of their rules..

When the bird flies out of it's cage, it has fears of if the world will accept a creature who's been humiliated...

~atrumvindex, made up in my head, to represent those butterflies...