*Bret drops to the floor......embracing the cool steel.....then rolls onto his back...breathing heavily...*
Bret:....Date....May...16th.....818....AS........days in space....166.....Well....Here I am....still in this cell......Waiting......The guards....still taunt me at times......But I've learned....that they....are not...what I thought they would be........The...Lord Marshal...fines it fun....in a sick way.....to test on me.....with those damned things....he calls machines...
*Bret grinds his claws into the steel....and grits his fangs in anger....
Bret:..A man with...Honor he says....
*Bret pulls off his shirt...throws it on the cot and yells at the barrier....
Bret:...YOUR NO MORE OF A MAN THEN THE BASTARDS WHO MADE ME!!...
*Bret collapses to the floor......and pounds the steel with his fists.....A tear falls to the floor....
Bret:...I don't deserve this fate..........I just want to live......not like some rat in a cage......I want to settle down and live in peace......Hell....mining scrap next to a solar flare is better then this!......I just...want to live in peace......With...Vixen......I want to see what the humans see....when they have a child and watch it grow.....But I'm stuck here.....In this cell....treated like a...a...a.....animal....
*Bret wraps his face with his arms......and screams....
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-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005