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With him, there joined another armed officer with a metal doggy bowl of freaking hot foods and drinks. They made me sit down on the floor and pointed with sticks on to the breakfast. I wished to have just minimum at least to survive. However, they were not edible and drinkable. Rotten smelly soup, upon which blind and hairless pink baby pups were helplessly floating in the midst of smoke evaporation, killed my appetite and sense of self and had already caused abdominal cramps. I could not discover the elements of the boiling water. However, I sensed the smell of animals' urine boiled with water. Never ever I thought kitchen utensils also got suffered in jail. They forced me to eat and drink. I denied. Then one of them jumped onto my chest and held my head tight. The other came with a steel Mouth Gag Retractor and forcefully put it into my mouth so that they could force me to eat and drink those decomposed rubbish. I was helpless enough to move and to protest, except torturing my existence against my desire, against my heart, against my wellbeing, and against my soul. And then…… and then - I can't tell. I vomited a lot, and unfortunately there was no way to clean.