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▲<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">The less fortunate prisoners are in the back, crushed under the weight of gravity and their comrades, they are nothing *but* skin-flakes. I see one of my comrades being pulled into the light, maybe this is God taking us to heaven, freeing us from this torture? I see, now that he is pulled into the light, my comrade(Let's called him 'D', I don't want to give out any identities.) has no limbs, he has been dehydrated beyond belief and it shows, he looks brittle. D has been painted with his blood, it seems, as well. D's life will soon end as I stare in horror at what has been done to him!</p>
▲<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">As D is lifted out of this horrid prison, he is brought into what before I though was God, but now I know is anything but. It is yet another prison. An execution block... a torture chamber. As soon as the fleshy-looking structures that brought D into the new chamber enter it, they had left. I watched as the torture chamber slammed down on D, crushing him. I heard the resounding CRUNCH and CRACK of D's frail body under the roof of that cavernous hell, and I knew that I was next, right under D, before he was pulled up.</p>
▲<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I was more horrified than D, being lifted up by an organic structure, with five flesh-like columns protruding from it. To have them feel my dried skin was horrifying. As I slowly was carried towards the prison chamber, it's white tile walls on the front began to lift up, I could feel the sweat dripping down my brow (If I even had one by now), it caked on to my skin, mixed with my blood. As I moved closer to my death, my life flashed before my eyes. I remember now - hours upon hours of playing with my friends in the cornfield, blissfully among the greens-CRACK. Just as soon as my life began to flash before my eyes, it stopped, as I had been broken. Eaten. Crunched. For you see, I am a Dorito.</p>
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