Prisoner's Diary

I pulled the man's trouser legs and begged him.

Whatever it is, as long as it's something to eat.

The man was a little puzzled, this time he took out two oranges from his pocket and put them next to me.

Looking at these two oranges, an urge to kill him suddenly surged in my heart!

I don't know where the strength came from, I grabbed his collar and pushed him to the ground.

Hunger had already sapped my sanity, and I rode him, cursing.

I even tried to strangle him with my hands.

He struggled under me, constantly struggling.

I didn't know how much force I was using, and at that moment I didn't know why I did it.

He was in pain, and he groaned intermittently in pain.

Listening to his shout, the originally lost sanity recovered.

I let go of my hand and leaned over to one side and slumped to the ground.

He kept coughing.

What am I doing?

Why would I want to kill him?

Looking at my hands, I became afraid.

no no.

How can I kill someone? If he dies, then I have no way to leave here.

The man didn't seem so uncomfortable anymore.

He climbed to my side.

I didn't expect him to do this, he leaned against my lap and closed his eyes.

For a moment I didn't know what to do, I could only look at him.

keep looking at him.

What on earth does he want to do to me.