Day 350: I am still stuck in this hellhole. The Enormous One put more food in last night...as usual. There is now enough stored food in here to last, I calculate, three and one-half hamster lifetimes. I am getting overweight, because there is nothing to do but eat, sleep, and run on The Wheel. At first I thought The Wheel was a magic portal out to The World At Large, but I was bitterly disappointed. I thought that if I ran fast enough to reach light speed I would be transported by The Wheel into another dimension...a place of unlimited freedom and verdant meadows filled with growing things.

No such luck. No matter how fast I ran, nothing changed. I still run on The Wheel from time to time, but I expect nothing from it. My hopes are dead. I only do it to get revenge on the Enormous One at night, because the huge brute sleeps after dark. (A very unnatural habit!) And The Wheel squeaks! This drives him to distraction, and it provides me with a satisfying retaliation for the daily racket he makes that drives me mad while I am trying to sleep.

The Smaller Monster has ceased bothering me since I bit his paw severely, but he pesters me now and then by poking me with a straw when I am attempting to sleep. If I ever get out I will track him down and exact a terrible revenge, before escaping forever from The Castle.

The bars appear to be as impregnable as over, but attacking them gives me something to focus on. I have removed most of the paint from the lower ones, but they are made out of a very hard, shiny substance that I cannot seem to bite into.

If I didn't know better, I would think this was some terrible nightmare, but it is all too real.

I am trapped and alone.

It's Day 350 and my life is at least 1/3 over.

I have a plan. On Day 351 I shall make a break for freedom when the Enormous One opens the door to put in more food. It will require speed and perfect timing.

I am ready to succeed or die in this attempt. It's him or me this time.

Corridus