I'm tired.
No, tired doesn't come close to what I am. I'm so fucking exhausted I'm on the verge of hallucinating; serves me right for getting captured. I've been here for four days now and I still haven't escaped, not really. I managed to get out of my cell in the first few hours but I haven't found a way to get past security without a damn good diversion. The guys should have gotten me out by now or at least have given me a diversion so that I could at least get my ass out of here on my own.
So hungry
My hunger has drained any energy my sleep-deprived body might have had. My arms are like lead. My brain is running so fast and much too undisciplined, even for me; if I don't get out soon, I probably will never leave this hell.
I know my vision is starting to cave in, doesn't matter, I can no longer trust it anyways. The space around me shakes, like an explosion went of near by but I'm so for out of it I can't tell if it's real or just my imagination. Light filled the space and my vision went black.