\"23 Minutes in Hell\" A dark and defeated delivery
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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When I had first arrived in the cell, I had noticed that I was naked, which is another form of shame and increased vulnerability in such a hostile environment. That vulnerability adds another layer of helplessness and fear to an already terrified mind in life well adjusted healthy people would feel shame if stripped and exposed publicly. How much more so with such shame and fear be felt in a terror filled environment. I am reminded of the millions of jews who were stripped naked and humiliated before being murdered with poisonous gas or cast into ovens during World War Two. They experienced many tortures and humility ease, but being naked was an attempt to strip them of their dignity and to intensify the fear, many have died horrific deaths on earth. How much more the torment when it lasts forever. I also experienced the misery of total exhaustion in ****. The continual emotional, mental and physical trauma feeds this vicious cycle of sleep deprivation. You desperately longed for a few minutes of rest, but you never, ever get that privilege. Imagine for a moment how terrible you feel! After only 48 hours of no sleep in ****, you never sleep rest or find a quiet moment. Any form of rest is completely non existent, Even though I was only there for 23 minutes. The torment and trauma was so intense that I felt like I hadn't slept for weeks. It could only worsen with time. There is never any peace of mind, no rest from the torments, the screams, the fear, the thirst, the lack of breath, no sleep. The stench, the heat, the hopelessness and isolation from people. I desperately wanted to talk to a human being, but I knew I would never get that chance. You are kept from any kind of fellowship, conversation or human interaction, relationships are so valuable and it's easy to take them for granted. At the moment of death, a person does not want to be surrounded with things that person wants to be surrounded by people who truly care for him and love him. It is extremely difficult to process the thought of knowing. You will never be able to relate with anyone ever again, especially with those you love the innate human desire to communicate, ask questions and relate with someone who shares in your suffering will never be fulfilled in ****. Instead, all you are exposed to our hideous creatures, no matter who you are, whether famous or of great influence or a nobody, it doesn't matter. You are truly alone amidst a sea of tormented souls