COLLECTED NOTES FROM SUBJECT 2311 - ROOM 307
These are the collected notes from Subject 2311, Thin Man Project, Kansas Facility.
Subject 2311:
Age- 23, Height - 5' 5", Weight - 113 lbs., Hair - Blonde, Eyes - Hazel,
Bust - 36C, Waist - 24" Hips - 34
Health - A1
Stamina - Average
DNA profile - Northwestern European; 99.9% (Scandinavian/Denmark majority percentage)
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Day 1
I'm not sure how I ended up here in this room.
I've tried hard to remember, but I woke up on the bed, and that's where it begins.
I can't even remember my name.
I have a number, 2311.
When I woke up I was pretty disoriented. My arm hurt, and I think I got a shot, before or after I arrived.
The room is large, 18 paces by 14 paces. I walked it. I thought it was a pretty big room for one occupant.
I found out later why the room needed to be big.
There's a keyboard and small screen that says "Log Your Day." So I'm writing this
There's also a space there to write questions, but it doesn't seem to be working.
Three of the walls are made of some sort of clear material that gets dark so you can't see through it. The side and front walls are currently dark.
The back wall is light blue - the shower, food table, bed, and toilet are against that blue wall. The front wall seems to have a door. At least I can see the faint outline of one there.
There is a shower in the corner, just a sloped part of the floor with a drain, shower head and a single soap dispenser. The water is always warm.
There's a spigot for water there too, a little lower, it tastes clean and fresh.
The floor is heated, it's never cold on my feet. There's a small toilet. The bed is bigger than I would expect if I was in a prison or hospital.
I guess I expect a little cot but I have a sturdy double bed, it's attached to the floor and has a plastic cover under the sheets, like a hotel room.
Or a hospital. Am I in a hospital?
There's no clock and no windows.
My clothes were gone when I woke and in their place was a simple pull-over uniform dress of sturdy material.
There is a small table attached to the wall with what looks like the outline of a small door.
My first food today was just some kind of packaged rations. I was hungry so I ate it all.
The last meal of the day appeared on the table, I guess it came out of the wall door. It was really good.
It wasn't long after I ate that any anxiety I had faded away.
I suppose there was something in the food or the bottles of water, but at the time I thought nothing of it.
I think I'm in a hospital. But, no doctors, no nurses. No one.
Day 2
The front wall was clear for a while today but I couldn't see anything. It might be a hallway or a big room outside the wall, but I can't see but a few feet.
My room is brightly lit, until lights out. That's nighttime and time to sleep. I'm getting almost 10 hours of the best sleep I've ever had. I've never slept like this. My head hits the pillow and I'm out.
The food is very good, emerging from the wall regularly four times a day, sometimes with a smoothie drink.
It slides onto the table from the wall like clockwork. The tray is attached to the sliding part, there is no tableware, you eat everything with your fingers. It's really good though. When you're done it slides away into the wall.
Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing here, but it's impossible to focus. My mind wanders and then I take a nap or daydream. I'll have a moment where I remember something, like a dream image, but they slip away pretty fast.
I've kinda given up on trying to remember stuff, and just go with the flow. I feel so relaxed here, it's really amazing.
I received an illustrated list of exercises each morning, and there's a chime to let you know when to start. It's stretching and easy stuff.
Day 6
I've been here almost a week now. I haven't seen anyone else. The food appears, a beverage now and then, bottled water. It's very quiet. I think the thick transparent walls may be soundproof.
It feels like where I'm at now is OK. More than OK, I like it.
I'm not sure when I decided that living here is normal, but my mind seems to have accepted it in the past few days.
I feel very calm here, not like a few months ago. It was stressful, I remember that. There was a virus, one of the pamphlets said. Everyone had to stay inside. I'm trying to remember, but it's fuzzy. I have a sense that outside was a dangerous place, and that I'm safe here.
Everything here is taken care of. I have no worries, no problems - I'm warm, safe, clean, and well-fed.
I don't know what else I could ask for.
Well, maybe I do. I don't know if it's me, or my relaxed state of mind, but I've been kinda horny in the last few days. It would be great to get laid. I can't remember the last time I had sex. Or who I had it with. It must have been a long time ago.
Day 7
Along with breakfast, I received a thick book. It was like a graphic novel. I hadn't had anything to read except for a few pamphlets. It was all drawings about a pioneer woman in the Old West. There were covered wagons and they were traveling. She got lost in a storm and separated from her people. She was close to dying and was found by these tall, lanky people from deep in the woods. They were living in the hills and took her in. They nursed her back to health and she helped them with some things like how to boil water to make it clean. She decided to stay with them and they ended up adopting her, making her part of their group. The book ended with her staying with them in their big caves.
She ended up sleeping with one of them a lot. There were a few pretty explicit drawings of them making love. Then, in the end, she looked pregnant. They didn't show the tall people in detail, they were drawn in the shadows of the cave and at night. I wanted to see them more.
They were called Wendigo.
Day 8
Dreamt about being in a cave with the tall Wendigo. I was with one and it took me deeper in the cave, where it showed me that I had a cozy chamber to myself, draped with furs and fruit to eat. I took off my clothes to be nude on the furs and it sort of put its hands on me and we had sex there.
I still couldn't see him clearly. Just a muscular, tall figure with huge hands. When the being was done with me another was waiting in the shadows, and I had him too. There's something primal and sexy about the tall, muscular people. People? Creatures or beings - I guess.
I felt so safe and warm in that dream cave - it was a very hot dream and I woke up wet and tingling.
Day 9
So lazy today. I woke up before lights on and masturbated in the dark. I orgasmed thinking about the furry nook in the cave and my tall muscular lover.
Got up, breakfast came in, and I did exercises. There was a green smoothie with breakfast. Just laid in bed for the rest of the day, looking at the comic and napping. I think I've put on a little weight, the food is so good though. My boobs are a little bigger, my hips too maybe. I better not skip a workout.
A new uniform dress appeared on the table yesterday. It was a little roomier.
Day 10
Another book arrived today through the slot at the table.
A kind of colorful educational pamphlet. It had color drawings throughout it. The drawings were of a kind of man.
Kind of a man, more of a tall, slim human-like being.
The beings were tall, the book said, six foot two to six foot six, lean and strong, with long arms that extended down almost below their knees.
Some that saw them were afraid of them because of their size, the pamphlet said, but there was no reason to be.
Each huge hand had four long fingers and one thumb. Hairless, the being's blue-gray skin was mottled with spots of different sizes and shapes, like an animal I had seen once.
What animal was that? I couldn't remember.
The creature had broad shoulders and defined chest muscles. Muscles were well defined everywhere on the slim creature.
The being's head was large, not entirely round but a bit angular, but there was no hair. The eyes were large, black, and spaced wide apart, no nose save for a couple of small holes. The mouth was wide and lipless, just a long slit where a normal mouth would be. The being had no ears, but small indentations where the ear-holes were.
The effect was almost expressionless. I thought his face drawing looked a little sad.
The more I looked at the drawing I thought, it looked familiar.
Dangerous? My brain was taking in the image, a faint old warning device sounding.
I could turn that faded feeling of a threat around in my brain but my mind couldn't frame it. The being looked as threatening as a deer.
Almost human.
Like any anatomy book, hanging between the creature's legs was his penis. It looked very human, except for the tip. The head of the penis was different, or maybe the artist had made a mistake.
I looked at the drawing of the being, and his penis for a while. It looked long and slim.
The head was angled and looked like it had small triangular flower petals around the edge, like a fleshy star or daisy.
Earlier this morning I had masturbated, making myself shiver with an orgasm under the covers. I had been very aroused the past few days.
My pussy was tingling a little.
Now I found myself wondering what the being's penis would be like erect. I imagined the expressionless being having sex with a human. What would that feel like, I wondered.
Like my dream?
The book called them the Wendigo.
Of course! The tall people from the comic.
