I was supposed to be protected. I didn't sign up for this. I had a deal. A DEAL. They can't back down on it, we agreed
There were terms. Conditions. He never said that I was going to be kidnapped and
I'm being experimented on. This is an experiment. They're using me like a lab rat and they've probably taken Oscar and Gemma and
No, no, no, no, no.
Get on the internet. Talk to strangers. What would Cosima say? Control. This is the control. I'm being controlled. Oh, lord, what did I do to deserve
We had a deal
I'm sorry, but how is posting on a board crawling with deranged fanatics about my situation going to get me back home? This is completely unacceptable and, quite frankly, I think if you're reading this post you should seriously consider investing in some form of therapy because wildly claiming that you're fictional characters trapped in the middle of an apocalypse is extremely unhealthy.
Now if there actually is someone on here that I can speak with who isn't living in a fantasy, I would like to know why I was abducted from my home and tossed into the middle of a street in Kansas.
And I would like to know now. Now would be very good.