Feeling A Lot Better Bye

My room was a hovel. The Director of the place had made a grand speech about how everyone will be feeling better in no time, and then I was tossed into a hovel with a bunch of other miscreants. After the money I'd spent on the trip I felt very upset that the accomodations were terrible. On top of that they expected everyone to dig! To dig! How in the gods name does feeling better involve digging? I dunno, but according to this director clown digging would make us feel better! I was starting to feel this whole getting better clinic wasn't actually a thing, and there wasn't an actual healing spring or anything (which was close to the truth but not exactly the truth). I couldn't get over how awful things were though, like I got we were stuck on an island and they had armed men so we couldn't really go anywhere, but you would have thought they would have hid that we aren't actually at a healing clinic and instead had wound up at a shitty work camp. I mean sure they still called it a healing resort, but it was clearly a damned work camp. The men I was with were mostly dying anyway, so I could see they would at least have nothing left and therefore would be decent workers until they died, but I had a lot to live for and I had lied to get there and so this was total bullshit!

I attempted to leave and I was locked up in the basement over it. And I wasn't even alone! There were several other sick people down there. I'm telling you the idea we were going to get better chained to a wall was intriguing so I played it out. Also I can't swim that far and the boat had left, so killing everyone and waiting wasn't exactly a brilliant idea. Not my worst one mind, you but definitely not smart.