Black Code

I smile showing my bloody mouth and broken nose. Lifting my hands is challenging at this time. I feel the pressure of my pulse restrained against thick white industrial zip-ties, and makes my struggle headline across my forehead. A smile cracks on my brute's face. A baby face for that matter, kinda young around twenty going on twelve with zero facial hair, but pretty big. Biceps the size of bowling balls with fists just as hard. Baby Face has been working me over for the last hour for no apparent reason, it's not like I have been playing hard ball. I have cooperated enough and I just want my debrief. I am done with this agency. The ever so slight deviation from plan and they treat it like the end of the world. I always hated being in charge, it's not that I can't do it. I love teaching, training, providing purpose and motivation. It's the responsibility of charge that i despise. The concept of being guilty for things beyond my control, it makes zero sense. Where do my duties end. Where does my life begin. My head hurts I wonder if i have the first brain fracture in history. I need to find a happy place for when I'm in these type of situations. I think I would be happy grilling some steaks or bartending; yeah thats it! I wanna open a bar and just chill with margaritas and some sexy senoritas. Bah! why do i kid myself I crave action. "An adrenaline junky" that's what I am. I look horrible in the reflection of the two-way mirror from where they observe and record my every move. Blood is dripping all the way from my nose down to my butt, I'm literally sitting in my own blood. this is a first for me as i have never been on the receiving end of my own group. Others yes, but not my own.  It's amazing, and by amazing I mean funny how the same agency that made me now acts as if it wants to break me. I am a master with procedure and understand that the damage done to my face is more of a show to "check the block" rather than any type of real interrogation tactic.  Deep down i still feel like this is some kind of simulation or some nightmare created by my subconscious, but the concept i do grab is that after today's actions nothing can ever be the same!