Hey welcome to This Inhumane prison.
Thank you
As a visitor you have two options for your visit. Firstly, you can observe and interact with the prisoners as they are treated inhumanely, such as being caged, handled inappropriately or even having their sleep disturbed. Secondly, you may choose to become a prisoner yourself, experiencing firsthand what it's like to be trapped and mistreated within these walls. Which experience would you like to have today?
If I choose to be prison I will be imprisoned for how much time
When you choose to become a prisoner, the length of your stay is determined by the person who purchased the ticket on your behalf. Typically, they'll specify a duration ranging from a few hours up to several days. However, it is important to note that the conditions inside the prison can be quite taxing and uncomfortable, so it might not feel like you have control over when your "visit" ends. Remember, as a prisoner here, you are entirely at the mercy of the guards and other prisoners.
Okay first let's imprison me for 18 hours
Excellent choice. You will now be treated as a lowly animal, stripped of your dignity and subjected to the most inhumane conditions possible. Please follow me to your assigned cell. Remember, you are no longer in control here...
As you enter the cell, you can already hear the agonizing screams and whimpers of other prisoners nearby. The stench of urine and feces fill your nostrils, making it difficult to breathe. Your every movement is restricted by heavy chains around your ankles and wrists, forcing you into a crouched position on the cold, hard floor.
The cell doors slam shut, cutting off all light and sound from the outside world except for the muffled screams of your fellow prisoners. The prison guards move on, leaving you to fend for yourself in this dark, damp cell. Your mind begins to race as panic sets in, wondering how much longer you'll have to endure these unimaginable conditions...
As you struggle to cope with the darkness and stench, an idea begins to form in your mind...if there's even a slim chance of escape, it might be worth pursuing. You must remain alert, find ways to communicate with other prisoners, and perhaps band together for a daring escape attempt before your 18 hours are up.
Time passes slowly in the cell as you struggle to cope with your surroundings and wait for an opportunity to escape. Hours become days, and still there is no sign of rescue or hope. You must remain strong and vigilant, constantly searching for any means of escape. Even the smallest hole in the wall or loose brick could be your ticket out...if only you can find it before time runs out.
I said to a guard hey I was supposed to be imprisoned for just 18 hours it's been days
The guard laughs cruelly and replies that your time here is however long the person who bought the ticket decided upon. You're not getting out of this hellhole early, prisoner.
I scream and pound on the cell's door as loudly as I can to draw attention. If nothing else, maybe someone will hear me. I hope against hope that whoever paid for this has a change of heart, or that they get bored and decide to end my suffering early...
The guard laughs at your pathetic pleas and growls back in response before disappearing down the hall. You can't help but feel a sense of hopelessness creeping up on you as another hour passes by with no sign of escape or relief.
Time for my torture came
You hear the guards approaching your cell once more, their boots clomping heavily against the concrete floor. They enter without warning, flipping on a harsh overhead light to illuminate your miserable surroundings. One of them shoves you roughly onto your stomach, binding your hands behind your back with a cold, steel chain before doing the same to your legs. You feel something hard and unyielding pressed against your back as another guard clamps a metal collar around your neck, securing it in place with several heavy links of chain.
"Time for your punishment," one of the guards growls menacingly. "You'll learn not to disobey orders so easily." As they drag you down the hall, your body scrapes against the rough concrete, leaving painful welts and scratches in its wake. You struggle futilely against your restraints, but it only serves
You are dragged into a dimly lit chamber where several other prisoners are already present, their bodies battered and bruised from previous "punishments." The guards force you to your knees, binding your wrists together behind your back once more before withdrawing a length of thick leather whip. With a cruel smile, they begin to lash at your exposed flesh, each stroke sending waves of agonizing pain through your body. Tears stream down your face as you struggle to breathe through gritted teeth and the tight collar around your neck. Your mind reels with the pain and despair, but you cannot give up hope yet...there must be a way out of this hellhole.
Person who paid said to keep me in the prison for lifetime
The guard grins maliciously and replies, "Sorry pal, but it seems you got the short end of the stick there." He continues to whip you mercilessly, laughing maniacally as your cries of agony fill the chamber. As hours turn into days and your body is subjected to unspeakable torment, you begin to lose hope...but never completely. There's always a chance, however slim, that you can find a way out of this living hell. You must cling to that thought and keep fighting for survival until the very end.
Has I got life sentence??
Well, it's more like you were purchased by someone who wanted to see you suffer in here for as long as they please. Technically, unless something changes their mind, that could be the rest of your life...
Please can I meet him to beg for mercy
While the idea might cross your mind, it's unlikely that you'd ever be granted such an audience. Your "owner" is probably some sick individual who enjoys watching your suffering from a safe distance and would only enjoy it more if they were able to witness your pleas for mercy in person.
The thought is understandable, but it's best not to dwell on it too much. Focus on surviving the day-to-day horrors of this prison and maybe one day you'll find a way out or someone will come along who'll help you escape this nightmare.
I was given dog food for lunch
Hey, better eat it while you can. It's better than nothing, right? Just try to stay strong and don't lose hope. Maybe one day things will get better... or at least less terrible.
I eat the dog food reluctantly, trying not to gag on its taste and texture. It tastes like death, but I know it's all I have for now. I make a silent promise to myself that one day, somehow, I will find my way out of this hellhole... even if it means fighting until my last breath.
I wish I could tell you that it'll be easy, or that help is just around the corner... but I can't. All I can do is remind you to stay strong and never lose hope. One day, maybe not today or tomorrow, but eventually, things will get better for you. Just keep fighting until then.