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Hello Andrea. It seems like you've woken up.
What!?
The first thing you shuld know is that this is a recording.
It's useless to scream.
You are in the sound-proof room of an abandoned hospital.
You are here of your own accord.
You agreed to take a drug that prohibits you from remembering anything
to be the guinea pig for this experiment.
That's why you're being taped with a videocamera.
It's all about prooving the usefulness of controlled amnesia
for the recuperationn from physical and emotional trauma.
Are you thirsty, Andrea?
I suppose so.
You haven't had anything to drink for more than 15 hours.
In the corner, to the right of the door, there is a glass.
It contains apple juice.
I suppose that by now you've quenched your thirst.
Now, I would like you to tell me if you liked the juice.
Yes.
You should know that as a little girl you hated apples.
Just their smell made you vomit.
Good...
That was the easy part.
Now let's move on to the hard part.
There was a lethal poison dissolved in the juice.
It takes four minutes to take effect.
You have 200 seconds left to live.
Do you want to die, Andrea?
A few hours ago you wanted to end it all, you were longing to die.
10 months ago, you were married and you had a beautiful...
4-year-old daughter named Alicia.
One day, upon returning home from a dinner out with a friend...
you found your husband bleeding to death in the living room.
You ran to the bathroom and you tried to bandage the wound,
but he had lost too much blood, so you called an ambulance.
And at that moment, when you couldn't do anything else but wait,
you remembered Alicia.
You rushed to her room.
You found her on the bed...
lying in the middle of a big pool of blood.
Terrified, you tried to stop the hemmorage with your hands,
while Alicia looked at you
her eyes wide open
not understanding what was happening.
Finally the ambulance arrived...
but it was too late.
Alicia died upon arrival at the hospital.
Your husband survived thanks to you.
The next day, the police told you that he had been the one
who had stabbed your daughter and afterwards he had tried to kill himself.
He acted blindly out of jealously.
If you had gone to Alicia's room before helping your husband...
she would be alive now.
The pain shattered your soul,
and since then, the only thing you have wanted to do is die.
But now, of course, you're not capable of remembering anything,
And maybe, at this moment, your survival instinct goes against what you wanted a few hours ago:
Your own death.
You've got forty seconds left.
There is a pill in the room that neutralizes the poison you've taken.
It's in a container,
in the corner to the left on the door.
Thirty seconds.
To open the container, first you have to free your hands.
Right up against the wall, opposite the door,
there is a knife.
Fiveteen seconds.
Five
Three.
One.
When you have the pill, don't take it.
The poison wasn't in the juice.
The poison is in the pill.
These four minutes were the time you needed to regain your memory.
Are you starting to remember, Andrea?
Can you feel that agonizing knot in your throat?
Is that tombstone crushing you without mercy?
Where is that desire to live that you had up until a few seconds ago?
Has it disappeared?
Or does something still remain?
Everytime I close my eyes I casn't help
seeing Alicia's eyes... looking back at me.
What are we going to do, Andrea?
I'm empty inside.
And you?