preowned | cloud

[ cloud gives up and grabs a fucking spoon. it was probably for the brownie. ]

This is worse than the hallways.

At least I felt like I was accomplishing something while opening them.

[ he did not feel this way at all at the time ]

Yeah. [ he also did not feel that at the time. ] The only thing I feel now is congealed grease in my stomach.

Are these doors just getting worse? Every week?

It has to be. This is the worst food I've ever taste.

This could be another way to kill us.

We might be dead already. It feels like we've been here for a week.

Maybe even going onto two...

Like a bad joke that never ends.