signed fictitious

[rone]

Via bryant:

Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.

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[erikred.livejournal.com]

There are days in the Hole that seem like weeks. Then there are weeks that seem like days. They don't feed you regularly. I know. I once counted during the interval. Got to 14,544 once. Then 3,503 before the next meal. It's supposed to break down your resistance, so you're more likely to answer their questions when they interrogate you.

I was close to breaking down. That's natural, really. They keep you in the dark and ignore you long enough, and you lose it. No shame in that. Everyone needs some sort of contact. I'd been without contact for as long as I cared to remember.

That's why, when the tapping first began, I couldn't believe it. I thought I'd gone mad. An eon in this dark Hole with no human contact, no communication, my throat sore from humming to myself all the time; what else could a tapping sound be at that point but an auditory hallucination?

I tried to ignore it even as I tried to make sense of it. It was certainly morse code. It ran for a bit, then stopped, then repeated. Finally, I gave up on trying to ignore it. I listened carefully to the taps and tried to remember how the code went.

"G-O-O-D"

"M-O-R-N-I-N-G"

"D-O"

"Y-O-U"

"H-A-P-P-E-N"

"T-O"

"H-A-V-E"

"A"

"C-U-P"

"O-F"

"S-U-G-A-R"

"R-O-N-E-B-O-F-H"

I laughed until I cried, and when they came for me, I told them everything.

[ronebofh.livejournal.com]

And i had to have my coffee black for the 8145th day in a row. Thanks for nothing.

[erikred.livejournal.com]

The Revolution will not be sugarcoated, comrade.