3.
The next time he wakes, he's back in a bed. He's back in the cold, dark room, back where the Cylons always keep him, back where they hurt him.
But wait…
This room is different. It's warmer. Just a little brighter. The bed is softer, and he's covered with a grey blanket.
I've been here before.
He knows this place. He knows it well, knows that it's important to him.
Why can't I remember?
Where am I?
What are they doing to me?
It still hurts.
I'm still scared.
Somebody help me.
Please.
