1st day of imprisonment. Where am I? Today I woke up and found myself in a room similar to a prison cell, or something like that. The room is illuminated by a pale light of a low-watt bulb. The only way out is blocked by a metal door. There's also a mattress and an old wooden door which leads to another, smaller, room without any light. That's a bathroom I guess, because I've found a toilet there, but no washbasin though. So I have no idea where I can find any water here. Hope I won't starve to death or die from dehydration. But I'm really glad I've found this old sketchpad and the pencil behind that toilet. Though the pencil is almost used up and the sketchpad lacks pages, but it's enough for the diary. I wonder who would hide these things there.
1st day, evening, I guess. Who am I? What do they want from me? Few minutes ago I was visited by some strange man. Those two ignored my questions and just looked around the room trying to find something. Then one of them left an