Stardate 2077.03: Clean but Marked

I got my wish. The cuffs are off. I've had a hot shower, clean clothes, a hair cut. I even got a ration that didn't taste like chalk. A hot drink. My head has been in a fog the last few weeks as we've been poked and prodded. I am sporting a nice bump on my neck where my tracking ID went in. How do I know? I stole a copy of the x-ray when they thought I was still out.

I'd like to think the other two have trackers for "safety" but I'm pretty sure it's just me...I've been labeled the risk. I got my last shot today and feel like myself, so I'm pretty sure they negated the drugged effect. We are going to start our training tomorrow morning.