

Right when I am finally ready for my big revenge...the captor escapes. I heard something about going to Japan, whatever that is! I must reference my underground network(the unsightly moles) to see what the word is.



I apologize for my long absence...I have actually been in hiding from those of my own kind. They seem to think that I am like them, ha ha ha. How could they know that being exposed to radiation has given me the intelligence of an 8 year old girl? All I can do is just toss them a nut and run the other way. Soon they will be in hibernation and I can commence my plan of revenge on the federal man. Soon.
Not a night goes by without awakening from a nightmare. Spending time in the hole wears down your soul, pardon the pun. Even though I have been free for almost a week, I can't escape the dreams. The sounds of my captor going about his day. Relentless tapping of a keyboard, mundane conversation about something called "Cougar Football", and the gum chewing...the guy must have a jaw made of steel. You would think the night would be the easiest, the jail silent but for the sounds of the other unseen prisoners. This is when I would fear sleep, that the captor would return and torture me in my dreams. Now I must sleep, The Ride of the Valkyries is the only medicine I need.
After I was freed from my captivity I was stuck in this bag and was carried onto a boat. I was taken to Seattle. At first I was thrilled to be out of that government facility....
After I got to know my new captors I began to like them. They taught me how to play B.S.
No....
Not bad at all...
And I tried root beer. It was pretty good, definitely better than the prison rations they fed me.... I also showed the girls how you effectively kill someone. We documented this with their camera. I'll post them later.