After Finding Out The Terrifying Truth Behind My Gym I’m Abandoning My New Year’s Resolution

I half expected the gym to have disappeared by the next day, as though it had all been a bad dream or something. But it’s still there. The website is still up and George has been calling me, asking where I am. I never answer my phone anymore.

Another week’s worth of formula arrived at my doorstep yesterday. I drained them all down the sink and threw them away. I was almost disappointed, but thinking back to those things down in that tunnel… well, I’d rather work out the old-fashioned way than end up like them. Getting rid of them wasn’t easy, but I consoled myself by deciding that they almost certainly weren’t FDA-approved.

I’ve been waiting for someone to come after me. I thought I’d gotten out of there without anyone seeing me, only to remember once I got home that I’d signed in. They knew I’d been there. They probably knew what I’d seen.

I’m still too afraid to leave my room.

So, anyway. If you want the reader’s digest version: I missed going to the gym these last few days and have broken my resolution. But I would like to point out that it’s not entirely my fault.

So… does anyone know a good gym that won’t try to kill me?



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