Everbody was afraid to jump in and protect her from her husband because he was too big for everybody. When the father would leave, the mother would beat her son really bad and sometimes he couldn't go to school for that reason. I would have these dreams almost everyday, but after awhile it went away. I know I had a negative childhood or actually I never had a childhood, but that has only made me a stronger man. Sitting naked in the cell along with my comrades.
Machine is in position.
Soldiers on the move. Exercising to the fullest to keep warm and keep our mental faculties sharpened for the situation. However we do mind and it does matter. We've all been cell extracted and left in an empty cell with nothing but boxers for two days. The steel bunks are cold, but not as cold as my heart towards this system.