The alarm rings at 5:55 am. The blinding incandescent light turns on. The bed buzzes and Sara, the Sexy Voice, counts down from five before retracting it into the wall. I roll to the floor. It’s not the hit but the cold tiles that finish the job of awaking me.
“Good morning,” Sara says empathically.
“G-good morning.” I yawn.
“Are you ready for another exciting day?”
I nod eyes shut and wave my hand to the camera at the top corner of the cramped room.