Bitch Farm

Breathing and Waiting:

Strange. The room is empty. Then I noticed something on the floor. Laying in the corner. Almost as if it had been a toy. Left over.

I pick it up. For some reason, I did place the clear rubbery toy on my face. Finding it fit exceptionally. Maybe I should have been upset at this point? Would have done no difference., since none is hear.

Guess there was a strange gas in it. Since I started to feel sleepy. Falling under, before I had the time to think.

The mask still securely in place, even after my fingers had slipped off of it. Shortly there after, I was under. Unconscious.