Prolouge

Milwaukee, WI, 10:33 pm

noise;;there is nothing

 

 

  They took me out today, though I loudly objected the idea. But they never understand me and with the dogs barking constantly, I couldn't blame them. I took a pencil today - or more like found it outside of the crate I'm in. To be honest, I'm frightened. I guess it's been a few days since they took me and stuffed me in a crate. They tortured me, probably using me for experiments. They speak in foriegn language making it hightly impossible to understand what they are saying. The dogs are driving me insane, they never shut up. They even bark at night. They took my hair, they bathed me in boiling water, they took my blood, they put something in my neck that made me out of it. I felt pain and sorrow. I'm even angry because what they're doing to me. I keep asking myself if the other's even notice I'm gone. Are they looking for me or are they already planning to get me out of here?