Snippet #2099607

George sat in his frozen room, set at a comfortable -20 degrees farenheight, just about the right temperature to halt his "condition", and tried to put a jumbo piece puzzle together, to test his hand eye coordination while in this state. He heard gunshots down the hall, 3 if his ears still served him right, and a sidearm at that, so likely a test, and not an attempted escape. He figured it would also be his turn to be tested on soon, because they had left him uninjured for quite some time. He tried to looked out the small glass hole in his large metal cell door, but his breath frosted it thickly before he could see anything. Suddenly a large shock struck through his entire body, and he was reminded to get back to his test over an intercom. He was closely monitered, because if anything went wrong, he could rebel, and attempt an escape. He was tempted by this thought many times in his time here, he signed up to try and find a solution to his problem, not be a disposable guinnea pig. He pushed the thought out of his head, and got back to work.