By Socalbd
I woke up every couple of hours. At some point when I was awake for a few moments, I saw a sliver of light in the pod coming from an air vent on the outer wall of the common area. What time it was I couldn’t tell. I assumed it was early morning, but I didn’t really know and rolled over and went back to sleep.
I woke up when I heard the pod door open. The lights had been turned on at some point. The guard was back and ordered me up. A bag was in his hand. I remembered to grab the bag from the night before and we switched bags. He walked away.
Breakfast was a peanut butter sandwich and a banana. Prior to the experience my friends and I discussed food as punishment as part of the experience. The topic of having the same meal in succession over and over again came up. This was the start.
