When I woke up

There was no TV

No dresser no nice clothes or anything else

That was in my room at home. I was greeted by a man with a deep voice and a blue shirt and black pants on.

Count time mother fucker

He said as he opened the door to this new and unfamiliar place

I wasn’t sure what I was to do

Or if I was dreaming or not

Then he said it again

Get the fuck out here, it’s count time

I jumped to

My feet and headed to the door.

This new place

Didn’t have a fancy couch or marble Floors

Like my house did Instead everything was covered in the middle

And every bit of 50 doors on each each of the 2 levels And each door had 3 people in front of them and orange jumpsuit

Where am I ?? I said

I could see out my peripheral view.This old guy looking over at me.I leaned to him and asked

Hey sir where are we? 

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