Isaiah
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
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Anyway, a posse of Ronald McDonald clowns strapped me to a table and injected me.
I opened my eyes and was blinded by bright lights above.
Shielding my groggy gaze from the fluorescent bulbs, I turned to my side and looked around.
Tall white walls, covered in scratch marks and stains.
There was a small drain in the corner of the floor.
And on the floor by the door, my backpack.
My body ached, and the moment I was upright, my vision started spinning.
I wondered what they drugged me with.
I realized I was shivering.
I wasn't wearing my own clothes anymore.
I was wearing a dirty, ripped hospital gown, bright yellow with a pattern of Ronald McDonald heads all over.
I heard faint, muffled sounds from somewhere in the building.
I tried to stand, but couldn't keep my balance.