D - 9123

Hello. If your reading this, help me… Please. I've been here for the last bloody three weeks. The end of my month is nearing… And I've heard rumors of what they do to others when the month ends. They force me to experiment with this nut creature. He… Scares me, to say the least. My colleagues or so-called 'friends' have all expired. I still remember their voices… Buzzing in my head. At least it was a swift death for them, an ending with a thick crunch. The creature is… relatively simple to overcome, just look. The others did not believe the danger, ignorance was their downfall. I hear footsteps at my chamber door. They patter against the floor, the music breaks my safe atmosphere. The chamber doors open, it is time for testing. Today I am lucky, the didn't take me. I overhear gunshots in the distance… Is that the ending for a Class - D? To die on the floor, drowning in your own blood? Perhaps, hopefully, the rumors are all lies. Hopefully, I am freed. Hopefully, I can go home… Hopefully. Now the pitter-patter nears the cell block once more. Less… sporadic this moment. Something happened to the others, death. My door shakes with the sound as the feet stop, the pressure on the door is released… I am observed, writing. They ask for me to follow. My time has come, farewell.