A WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE!
RPF AT THE FT. HARRISON HOTEL. A SCIENTOLOGY STORY/ LYN FROYLAND A door opened on a dark and stinking space. something was moving in the back, I thought there were rats and it almost made my stomach heave. My eyes getting acustomed to the dark, I saw an unbearable sight. In the back, a form, then a woman, in her thirties, feverish, the entire body poured with sweat was wearing chains. She had a chain about twenty inches long linking her two ankles so she had to do small hasty steps. She was performing an imprecise and nasty job which I still fail to grasp the sense but it seemed that among other tasks she was pouring water in and out. We found ourselves in a place that might have been a sort of laundry place with machines and pipes everywhere. I guess the kind of place situated on the basements of hotels. The swine said: So, you'll work here until a new order is given. The poor woman had not even paused, made no comments but slightly threw me a glance. We were suffocating, the ...
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