If you are reading this then I am still being held hostage…
I am being held hostage in an undisclosed location. I am unable to establish communication with my captors and so I am unsure of their demands.
The first few months are a bit hazy and I suspect that my captors are using sedatives. A side effect of the sedatives seems to be a failure to control my arms and legs enough to escape. When I have attempted to escape I am dragged back to the main area that my captors prefer. Attempts to acquire objects to aid in my escape are quickly removed from my grasp and a stern warning is issued. I have finally mastered rolling from side to side to propel myself around. If only they would stop watching me so closely.
I am frequently placed in a cage without a top. I hope to climb out of this cage at a future date but until the sedatives leave my system or I develop a tolerance, I am forced to lay here several times a day and for a very long amount of time at night and only dream of sweet freedom.
I have recently discovered that yelling will annoy them and they will retrieve me from the cage. Sometimes I am forced to yell for an entire 15 seconds.
My captors treat me well and I am placed daily in a exercise contraption of some sort. There are lights and what I presume is music. I suspect this device is being used to psychologically experiment on me. I do enjoy the jumping aspect of the machine but solely to strengthen my body for escape.
I am fed by a most peculiar method using long cylindrical tubes but on occasion my captors prefer to feed me a mushy thin gruel of disturbing colors. I however have a hankering for the small brown bits that my captors feed their four legged creatures. I will attempt to satisfy this craving as soon as possible.
My bodily functions also seem to be affected. Drooling must be a sedative side effect. My excrement and urine is collected and I can only assume studied. I am changed regularly by one of my captors in particular. The other one runs away gagging. I am contemplating using this to my advantage in an effort to escape.
I am also subjected to a regular torture of being taken to a different room and placed in warm liquid. My captors then scrub me with a cloth of some sort and splash me with liquid. They attempt to distract with colorful aquatic birds but I continue to be wary.
I am then rubbed with some sort of lotion which I find enjoyable…do NOT tell them!
My captors also insist on placing garments of their own choosing on my body. I am constantly being shoved and contorted into pieces of fabric with what appears to be fuzzy mammals, jungle creatures and small felines. They also insist on covering my feet and seem oblivious to the fact that my toes belong in my mouth.
I am taken on frequent outings where I am apparently displayed for others enjoyment and amusement. Communications with these others has also resulted in failure. They jabber at me but I am unable to understand the significance of gaa gaa goo goo.
I hope to get this message to the outside world by attaching it my captor’s four legged creatures who are allowed to roam freely and are never forced to endure the indignities that I must.
So for now though I must leave you…the sedatives are kicking in again.
Sincerely,
Cara Grace
