Day 629

Well I feel groggy and lightheaded. I could only put it down to the fact that they really thought I had a heart attack and have given me something to thin out my blood. Huggy guard keeps looking in on me.

Day 628

Ok. So if this is hell, or heaven, or wherever I am meant to be, it still looks like my cell. How odd.

Day 627

Well that was odd. The only way I could think of a distraction was the one thing on my mind, so I pretended to have a heart attack. I've never pretended to have any illness ever, and I felt a real fraud. But it seemed to work, huggy guard was so nice to me. They got out, I feel awful for that. Oh and my tea tasted fine.

Day 626

I die tomorrow. I feel so morbid. Anyway, today's job is to create a distraction. Here goes nothing. Or everything.

Day 625

Kitkat day tomorrow. 2 days until I start the road to push up the daisy's. Funny how you start getting flashes of your past. I remembered riding my tricycle around the living room today. I must have been 4.

Day 624

2 days to Kitkat, 3 days till I die. I've started making a mental list of people to contact. Its a good job with my memory that it's a short list.

Day 623

So Joe says to me this morning. "When you drink your tea the day after, you'll get a mild poisoning that will get you into hospital, out of here. Before you know it you'll be free." 3 Days to Kit Kat. 4 Days Till I die.

Day 622

Regardless of what happens on this Kit Kat, I don't mind if I do get forgotten. From that letter, I might be better not getting involved in anything. 4 days to go. Did I mention that already?

Day 621

Got a letter late last night. And quite honestly I am a little overwhelmed. Seems my lady friend has been doing some homework for me. Oh, and 5 days for the Kit Kat

Day 620

6 days for the Kit Kat. Not sure why I feel compelled to write the countdown in my diary, its putting me in a negative mood every time I start to write.

Day 619

7 days for the Kit Kat. I heard today that my "job" is "To create a distraction".  Not sure how I'll be included in the escape, but they assured me I wouldn't be forgotten

Day 618

8 days for the Kit Kat.  I saw my lady friend today and she smiled and waved a frantic letter at the window. Joe Missed it. Looking forward to tomorrow.

Day 617

9 days for the Kit Kat.  I saw Big Derek today. I wonder where he has been? I thought he had left. Didn't look too menacing today for some reason.

Day 616

10 days for the Kit Kat. That's what the meeting was about. It's countdown time I guess. They haven't asked me to DO anything yet, I don't understand.

Day 615

Another note, another meeting. Am getting stuck whether to say something or not to the guards. If I have to tell somebody I'd prefer to tell huggy guard, he seems the most genuine. But then Simon is the head guard.

Day 614

Was re-reading my comments in yesterday's entry "If I ever get out of this place", the plan that my neighbour had was ingenious and frightening too. Hope nobody gets hurt.

Day 613

Joe wasn't hanging on my shoulder today during walk around, so managed to get a long awaited wave at my lady friend, who gave me a very big smile. If I ever get out of this place, I want to meet her.

Day 612

Just worked it out. Can't believe it took a whole day to work out a 4 figure break! Wonder if the chocolate and biscuit meant anything?

Day 611

Another note from my neighbour "Meeting tomorrow, new plan for a 4 fingered Kit-Kat". Guess I wasn't listening when they spoke about "codes in messages"

Day 610

Came back from walk today to find that my diary had been moved. Didn't worry too much, I could smell disinfectant, so the cell had been cleaned out.

Day 609

Simon came around today with another guard, being all smug about some kind of promotion. More stripes on his shoulder. Good for him, didn't cheer me up much though.