Part 6: Acceptance:
I sat down with the name tagged Timmys and when the cafeteria attendant came by I took a bar-b-que sandwich and some fries. Gus, the guy sitting next to me, told me that he had been here at Wolfie’s for four years and he had never seen a doorway out of this place, but the food was good and the people were nice and all of the nurses were cute. Why would any one want to leave a place like that? I had to agree that the accommodations did seem nice enough, but still it took me close to seven months before I gave up on the idea of finding my freedom. I looked through every room in the place and just as Gus had told me there wasn’t an exit to be found anywhere that I could see.
