1/20/11

Ross looking for help

Mac and Cheese. Everyone sat around discussing the foods they would eat when they left, the restaurants they would go to, the wine they would order or how they might even spend hours in the kitchen creating the meals that they would put together for themselves and their families to have a great meal again, Ross wanted Mac and Cheese.

Daniel's promise

Perception is key, was a sign written on the wall of his old office. It was there to instruct everyone that all of us have a different perspective, that reality to each of us is different, there's not two sides to a story, there's a an unknown number of different sides to a story, one for each person involved.

1/12/11

Now its all I got Day 10 part 2

The screams that are heard are different than those that are normally heard throughout the room, instead of the constant screaming or cries of help or sadness, these are shrieks of terror. They come in sporadic bursts as the small critters move across the floor, most likely just as scared as the humans that jump at the site of them.

"Does anyone know anything about snakes!" Daniel does what can best be described as a whisper scream.

"Not me, sorry, Ross?" Dalton looks over to Ross who looks as stiff as a board, fists clenched and eyes squeezed tight shut. "Ross?!"

"NO! I'm no ophiologist!" Ross tries to barely move as he shouts a response.

"What's an Ophiologist?" Liz looks over.

"It's someone who studies snakes." Ross responds, this time moving his mouth even less to respond.

"Why do you know that, but you don't know anything about snakes?" Daniel looks over to him.

1/5/11

You gave me nothing Day 10 part 1

The final note plays of the song and the lights come back on in the room. 
In a couple of the previous days the torture had ended at some point in the night and they would be allowed at least a couple of hours of sleep without the constant hammering of Cipher's rule, but he kept that music playing all night long.


"I can't hear a damn thing." Daniel stands up and stretches, still sore from the Stingmore mine assault three days ago.
"What?!" Ross gets up and helps up Anne and Dalton.
"I said. I can't...wait I swear to God if your messing with me right now you're getting smacked." Daniel sneers at Ross.
Ross looks at Anne, "I probably shouldn't ask him what he said again."
"No. That would be bad." she answers back.
"What?" Ross smirks and Anne smacks him. "ow."
"I'm never going to get that song out of my head." Liz walks over and joins them as the begin to move to the center of the room.
"I'd say something like if I never hear that song again before I die, I'll be a happy man, but seeing as how I'm number 52, I'm not saying that." Ross chuckles as he moves with the group.

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