Story

I never did anything wrong.

I'm... I was a lonely man, for a long time. I never made any real connection with anybody. Sometimes I'd see a cute girl when I was out but they'd always look at me like I was some kind of weirdo and run away. Not like, literally, but you get the idea. But that was before I met Alex.

We met a few months ago, but we already know it's true love.  She's got such a bright smile... She's just so beautiful. Every inch of her is beautiful. I love everything about her. The way she looks at me, it's like the whole room lights up. You can't fake that. And I know she feels the same way. We're going to get married soon. Just us two, we'll run away together. We'll be happy.

We'd talk all the time, until they came. They called themselves the Foundation. They took me away in a black van in the middle of the night. No charges, no cops, nothing. Took everything from my apartment, too. Moved me to some government building outside of town. Said I was "a containment breach", whatever the shit that means. Oh, they didn't tell me anything else. Not what I did, or breached, or whatever. Just that I was a liability. So they put me in a jumpsuit and gave me a number.

I don't even know who they are. They just kept me in a room and told me everything's under control. What's under control? All I did was sit in a room until the psychiatrist came in. The same one I had at home! What, is he some kind of secret government spy? Fucking shrinks.

God they make me angry. I'm not a monster, I'm just in love. Why can't they see I'm a good man? I can hold down a good job. I was a teacher. I'm not a drunk, I'm not violent, I'm not some druggie. I threw the pills away.

... Sorry about that. I got a bit excited. I do have some blank spots since I was kidnapped, but... Lets move on.

You know, damndest thing was  the isolation. Or should I say, lack of. They gave me cable and a bunch of DVDs, even a fully loaded computer. Even let me keep my iPod. Nobody would explain why. And their firewall was shit. Blocked stuff like Youtube and Facebook, but I could get on my... other sites, no problem. After a few days I got in touch with Alex -- It was like I'd never even left. I mean, I always had a security camera watching me, but it's not like it could see the screen.

After a couple weeks, though... well, one guy came in, said something about my release. Didn't call me by name -- no, I was just D- whateverthefuck -- gave me my clothes and my wallet and my phone, and told me to pack up. Now, I was pissed off. I mean, what was the point of all this, anyway? Fucking tear me away from civilization for a month? For what? But that was until they asked me where I'd like them to drop me off.

And now... they just dropped me off. I'm almost at her front door-- The driver was told to bring me wherever I wanted, so I had them drive me to her house. It's in the middle of nowhere, but... She's right there at the front door, smiling big for me. Little Lexie...

I love you, Lexie. Let's go upstairs, I want to see your room.