[ WP ] You wake up in a maximum security prison , no idea why or where . Three weeks have passed and all inmates are too scared or refuse to talk to you , the guards also say nothing .

The first three times I asked the guards, they did n't bat an eye. After four times, the guard giving me my food finally responded. 
 
 `` Still in denial? You got caught, now you reap what you sowed.'' he said. You could hear it from his voice that he said that phrase to all inmates who asked *why* they were here. 
 
 But for one, I was serious. I had no idea why I was dragged in here, how they brought me here, where I even was. 
 
 First week in here was apparently isolation. Contact with other inmates was prevented. The only human contact, if we can call it that, was the guards. 
 
 `` Can you tell me why I am here?'' I asked Frank, the guard who gave me my food every day. He never told me his name but I had heard his supervisor call him. 
 
 `` I would if I could, buddy.'' his face bleaching of colors as he looked over his shoulders. `` But you are nowhere to be seen. Just like the worst guys in L5.'' 
 
 `` L5?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Lower 5, the lowest level. People who go there never see the light of day again. The whole level is self-contained.'' 
 
 ****** 
 
 It's been three weeks since I arrived in this hell hole. After the first week, I was brought down to L5. Surrounded by serial killers, spies of various nationalities and traitors to the nation. 
 
 As they had brought me down, the inmates had fled from my proximity. Judging by the look of the guards, they had prepared them for my arrival. They had been told who I was and they were now scared. What had I done to scare whistleblowers and serial killers that much? 
 
 As time past, I understood the inmates would not talk to me, just like the guards. If I wanted responses, I would need to get them by myself. 
 
 As I returned to my cell after lunch, I grabbed one of the smaller convicts by the collar of his shirt and lifted him up on a wall. Pretty easy since I was one of the few to take care of my body down here, pummeling my punching bag to pass time. 
 
 `` Tell me what you know, Snowden.'' I said to him as his shirt's collar ripped partially. 
 
 `` No need to be brutal. The guards do n't give a damn that I say what I know in here.'' 
 
 `` I'm not talking about America, Snow White. This is about me. Why are you all dodging me?'' 
 
 The whistleblower's head turned sideways to dodge my glare. 
 
 `` What have they told you?'' 
 
 `` You really do n't remember anything?'' I shook my head. `` Do you remember your full name?'' 
 
 `` John R...'' I started, something stopping me from saying my name. `` John Regal.'' 
 
 `` I know you remembered. Say it again.'' 
 
 `` John Schemus Rodriguez Regal. John'Schemes' Regal for short.'' I said, dropping Snowden from the wall. 
 
 `` I'll take you to your cell. You are in for a wild ride as your brain relives the memories.'' 
 
 `` Memories they hid from me.'' I said, Snowden nodding to it. `` I'm a monster...'' 
 
 `` You were *their* monster. You'll be able to return your normal self in here. If anything can be considered normal...''
