13. locked away

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You're carried, shared between the two out of the room as you kick and scream. "What are you" you yell, looking up between them. "PUT ME DOWN" you yell, trying to pull your arms from them. It just hurts your wrists. "I need answers" you grumble, clear you aren't winning. "Wheres the ring leader" you demand, staring up boldly at the one on your left.
They didn't respond, just glanced down at you and your angry tantrum.

Locked in a room, a table and cupboards. The same as the other one but not as big. The ceilings were huge, everything obviously sized up. They dropped you on the floor before walking out and locking the doors. They were sci-fi sliding doors. With a hand print opening system. You just sat where you were put, what was there to do. You are alien food now.
You slide to the table in the middle of the room, leaning against it with your knees to your chest. You didn't have the energy to cry. No answers, nothing.
You bury your face in your knees, sighing.

This wasn't the exhibition you wanted.

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