POV Gale
I was caged in inside a spacious room filled with all kinds of stuff; there was a computer to distract myself; there were a bunch of books for the same reason; there was some pretty advanced stereo system; with that, I could've easily turned myself deaf; and there was a giant screen connected to a service with thousands upon thousands of films and other serialized shows in front of a bed that had weird things under it to massage and fix my spine while I'm sleeping.
As for my food, I had a special bell I could ring anytime to ask a chef to cook me something; instead, for training, I had to follow a strict schedule: four hours a day for five days straight, two days with a special machine that would inject something to strengthen my body even further, and constant showers with the regenerative fluid to keep me in peak condition.
