As soon as I signed the papers, the process for my release started. The transfer happened the next morning. My blue hair was hidden under a wig. Then I was blindfolded and led around by guards or other people pushing or pulling my arms. Shock bracelets were clamped over my wrists, so while my hands were free, I was still restrained. After processing, the handlers and I went for a walk. I heard loud buzzing as electronic locks unlocked, and I heard heavy doors sliding open and clanging loudly shut behind us after we passed through. My impression was that this was a very large complex. Then we were outside and I was pushed into the backseat of a car. A guide sat next to me. I was ordered not to remove the blindfold. The car drove a short distance. I heard large gate rattling as it rolled open. I felt the car go over a bump, and we were out. I felt elated. I was out. I desperately wanted to remove the blindfold. That sensation got worse. I couldn’t see the curves up ahead in road, so I didn’t know what to expect.
