Take us to when you first went into D yard.
As I was led into D yard by the inmate guards I remember this, ah, being enveloped by this fast and profound, surrealistic sense of unreality, of, of ah, being ah, blanketed by this, this grayness and darkness. Everything seemed gray and Black other than the little pinprick ah, points of light that I saw. Ah, it, it was a vast yard and there was some 1200 men in there and they had their bonfires stretched out across the yard. I was taken up to the front of the yard having entered from the rear ah, where there was this long, long series of tables made into a, a, one table and a microphone or two, a television monitor, and all these people sitting at the table. And there were the, ah, inmate leaders and some of the other observers who were already in there. But I just, ah, remember that it, it just seemed like a, a nightmarish quality to the whole thing ah, but at the same time nightmarish it also seemed so totally unrealistic. And I kept kind of asking myself, "Am I really here?"
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