And I hit the floor Day 45 part 1

The torture of day 44 lasted only six hours of their day but will live with them forever. In the end twelve out of the twenty nine had medical screws drilled into their shins. Anne and Ross made it through the day without being harmed, and Liz, though she tried to have it happen to her also walked away unscathed.


The room was in a very peculiar mood, if you weren't walking around with a severe limp and trying to push through the pain you were wondering why Liz had switched tags with someone, and why Cipher would allow it to happen. 

When I lost my grip Day 44 pt2

Two rounds he said we would be done with this, the group could end this day as early as they wanted, all they would have to do is brace for the pain.


The first round of men and women have been sitting in the chairs for about 2 hours now. The sweat is beading at their brow and their arms are beginning to quiver. Cassie, number 80, is pushing with all her might, her elbows are locked and she's got her back slammed against her chair. She holds on with such tenacity. because the moment she lets that bar go there is a possibility that a drill will extend from the floor and screw a medical screw into her shin bone, the tibia, and that won't feel good.

The Pain Day 44 part 1

The lights come on and the door on the West wall opens up, Oscar comes stumbling back into the room, he's in a pair of what looks like blue pajamas he looks back a the group as he walks across the room to get to the center where the group is.

Day 44 begins and a woman, Gayle, stands up and holds her 44 tag in the air, she gives no speeches and neither does Cipher, he simply illuminates the door on the East wall and Gayle makes her way out to freedom. Just as the door closes the other doors on the balcony above open and the P90s enter the room with their guns out and aimed at the crowd.

"You are really getting lazy here Cipher, another day of just shooting us?" Steve mouths off with his hands on his scrawny hips. He's lost so much weight from being in the room that he's not nearly as muscular and formidable as he used to be.

"Lazy? No, just bringing out the security while some of the other P90s take care of some things in the room." The door on the South wall opens and one of the P90s emerge pulling a long cart on which appear to be at least 20 exercise machines.Four other P90s assist him and drag it into place. They lock the wheels flip a few switches and guide the group away from them as one of them does some fine tuning.

"Step back Ross." one of them speaks to Ross under his breath.

"Are you the one who spoke to me the other day?" Ross tries to inconspicuously mumble to the man in full body armor.

"Yes, now stand back, and if you can, be round two of this day, it will be in your favor." the P90 walks away from him, but Ross tries to casually follow.

"I thought you were shot for talking to me." he whispers to him.

"I will be if you keep it up, but no, I shot the other man. Now get back or we'll draw to much attention, make your group be round two of this, this one is going to be hard, and not pleasant for any of you. But it won't kill you."

Cipher begins to go on to the group about how he's been to easy on them lately, all these mental games have made them be whimpering fools and they've lost some of the strength they had early on here, in the first 20 days they went through so many more physical hardships that he needs to return to that.

"Dude, where's Daniel, what was up with that Oscar guy and is Cipher someone in the government?" Ross grabs the P90s arm to get him to listen, but the man spins away from him, pulls out a taser and shocks Ross to the ground.

"Ross, laying your hands on a P90, how brave and utterly stupid of you." Cipher acknowledges whats going on and the rest of the group back away from the P90 and the wiggling on the floor Ross.

The P90s grabs his arm and drags him to the wall, he grabs his shirt and hoists him to a sitting position. "I just got you to round two or maybe even out of this. As for your questions, he's fine, listen to Oscar, and yes." he then forcibly pushes him back to the wall and Anne and Liz come over to help.

"See its this type of insubordination I'm talking about. Ross grabs a P90, Scott constantly mouthing off. Do me a favor Scott, get into one of the chairs there of the machine."

"It's a lat press machine, I use these at the gym all the time." He sits in the seat and locks his feet into the base, grabs the handles in front of him, and pushes the weight forward, its heavy, especially for someone who hasn't worked out in a while and has a bad diet for the past 44 days. He quickly lets the bar back, but as he does a rod comes up from the floor humming and holding a single small screw. The screw is driven into his shin. "AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaargggggghhhhhh!" he screams as the pin enters his leg, stops and the rod goes back to the floor.

Scott falls from the machine holding his leg, a tiny bit of blood trickles from the mark on his leg where the screw entered and he flops around like a fish out of water screaming in pain. "Well now Scott, where's your big mouth now?" Cipher quips. "Welcome everyone to Day 44 which I'm calling, The Pain. You will take turns, there should be enough seats for all of you to to do this in two rounds. You will sit in the chair, you will  push the bar forward and you will hold it there for a set amount of time. After that amount of time the bar will lock and you will be able to leave the chair safe and sound. If however you release the bar to soon the rod will come up from the floor and a titanium orthopedic screw will then be drilled into your tibia. This will not break your leg, you'll be able to walk fine after a while, but the pain I assure you is detestable, don't believe me? Ask big mouth Scott there. You'll most likely not even bleed, your legs are so thin at this point in our experiment the screw is going through a thin layer of skin and right into the bone. First round, get in the chairs." The P90s on the floor draw their weapons and guide the first group of people into the seats. "Now everyone get ready...and push your bar forward."

The group pushes forward, most of them have no issue with the weight, its an easy push off, but hours of this will wear at their arms and drain their strength to the point where they will have to let go. Jim shouts out, "How long do we have to do this for? Whats the preset time for the chairs?"

"Each chair is different, there's no real way to know if your bar is locked or not without letting go, so hold on for as long as you can, stay strong and hope for the best. Just like you've all been doing, and maybe now, after this day,  we wont be so mouthy or handsy."

Day 44 begins.