This is a load of bull.

Since I was stationed at the wall, I couldn't do anything to find the bloody escapee. I couldn't move to the area they had gotten through. This is ridiculous. How were we supposed to find this person and stop this happening again if hardly anyone was involved in looking? And no one is feeding back information so I don't know anything.

I sighed, leaning back against the wall and folding my arms, my gun hanging from my shoulder, below my arms. Then my eyes caught something.

A boy around late teens was walking alongside the wall with a girl under his arm, her eyes looking affectionately towards him as if he were her world. How delusional they were. They young lad pushed the girl against the wall, kissing her passionately. But all I could see were his hands on the wall either side of her head. He was touching the wall. He was trying to escape. This was his plan. Making me look away from the kissing so he could climb over the wall. My eye began twitching, obstructing my clear view of them, and soon after, my fingers began to imitate.

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"Begin, Sir?" I asked him, slightly puzzled.

"Yes. Begin you're training." He nodded to the guard who had opened the door, who I hadn't realised had come in, shutting the door and standing behind me. He went to a machine on a small table behind me which I hadn't noticed, unwound some of the wires and came over to me, sticking a wire with a round white circle on the end of it to my temple, and the same on the other side of my head.

"What is this?"

"Just... detecting brain activity. A lie detector." I wanted to ask further but I knew better. If you asked too many questions, it did not go down well. I have nothing to hide though, so there's nothing to worry about, right?

"Ready Sir." The guard muttered before going back to the machine.

"Good. Well Eisenberg, I will be giving you hypothetical events and ask you questions. All you need to do is answer truthfully and correctly. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir."

He pressed a small tape recorder next to him."Question one. A man, mid 40s of medium build, walks to a guard and assults him until he's on the floor, defenceless. What do you do?"

"Demand the man to leave, before prying him away and restraining him." I said confidently, yet part of me was still unsure, unsure about the whole experience really. The officer sighed, glancing to the guard behind me.

And then it began.

A huge shock of pain shot through my whole bullet like a poison covered bullet, causing me to convulse violently, each nerve and cell of my body vibrating and burning to ash. My arms tried to pull away but the roped pulled back harder, strangling my wrists.

And just like that, it was over.

This was most certainly not a lie detector.

"We'll try again. Let's try another question though. Question 2. A young woman, late twenties, small build, is running towards the wall. What do you do?"

"Ask her to stop." I said weakly, all my muscles preparing for the shock.

The stare.

The nod.

The shock.

It seemed like hours of this had passed, and I'm not sure how long it had actually been. My body was exhausted and crying out in agony.

"Let's try the last question again. We are going to do this until you get it right Eisenberg. There is a young man, late teens, touching the wall as if her were about to climb over it. What do you do?" He said each word of the question individually, putting emphasis on each word, pressing them into my brain.

"Ask him to step away."

Pain

"Try again." The officer said forcefully.

"Push him away from the wall." I gasped between breaths.

Pain

"Try again!" He started to raise his voice.

"Hold him to the ground."

Pain

"Again Eisenberg!!" He began screaming, drilling through my ears and into my brain, his artery in his neck pulsing and his face going red with anger.

"Attack him." I whispered, preparing for the shock, my mind barely conscious, my body weary and near to collapsing.

I waited for the pain

No pain arrived

"Good Eisenberg. Wasn't so hard was it? Take him to his room." I sighed in relief as the guard untied the ropes around my wrists. He went to pull me up but as he did so, my legs just collapsed underneath me as if each bone and muscle had been electrocuted to dust, and then everything went black.

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I stared at him. The young, late teenage boy, touching the wall, ready to climb over it. My body was tingling and twitching and my heart rate started racing. And just like that, he was on the floor. Screaming. Covered in blood.