Prof. Dr. Mr. Gen. Copperworth; Reporting at April 16th, 2010
I had narrowly escaped the former grasp of my captors but not before first having witnessed first-hand what they to the men they catch. The torture methods were grueling, churning my mind to think that I would be better off dead. The only one I can recall at the moment due to the emotional trauma I have undergone in the span of my inprisonment was not but the weakest method.
I could remember flashes of color, flipping of pages.
It was my nightmare personified.
They had shown me a flipbook of a man pooping in reverse.
