http://smilinggrimmer.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] smilinggrimmer.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs 2010-05-28 05:05 am (UTC)

"Your father? What was he like?" Grimmer blinked curiously, before waving his hand in reassurance. "Hm, no, I didn't want anyone to help me, really. I can't put anybody else at risk for getting caught." Everybody here was so young. The last thing he wanted was to put a bunch of kids in danger of getting stuck in the same place he was.

The East German's expression darkened slightly at being asked what the prison was like. It felt like he got stuck in another Kinderhiem 511. Or at least his unnerved, flash backing mind and second personality had believed that. "It was...controlling. But at least they didn't try to take control of your mind." He smiled lightly and tapped his head. Kinderhiem had taken and messed with every aspect of his being; turned Grimmer into a nameless empty person. That prison could not reach so deeply into a person's mind. "As long as your minds not being controlled, and you know your name, than you still have freedom!"

Really, even the suppressive prison in the world could not compare to Kinderhiem 511. Still, his experience in the orphanage had made his mind overly reactive to even the slightest of reminders.

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