I Spent 7 Days In Solitary Confinement

I'm going to attempt to spend the next seven days in solitary confinement. - Seal me up. - Bye Jimmy.

Hopefully I don't go insane. For the next seven days. I have to survive in this soundproof white room with zero human contact and zero stimulation.

And because this is actually psychologically dangerous, the most important thing is the doctor outside making sure I don't go insane. I worked in psych hospitals for 23 years, and this is much worse than anything I've ever seen. Anything past 50 hours in a white room like this.

Can lead to permanent psychological damage. And I'm about to do 168 hours. There is a chance that I actually start to lose my mind and go into something called psychosis.

And they have to pull me out because it can cause permanent damage to me. He survived seven days, buried alive. - Is this much harder?

- Much harder. He doesn't have social contact. If your brain doesn't have information coming in, it generates craziness.

It generates hallucinations, it generates paranoia. And all I have to survive for the next week is a bed to sleep on, a notebook with a pen, a refillable bottle, water, toothbrush with toothpaste and a bar of soap, a toilet to use the bathroom and a sink for water. At this point, it was clear to me it was going to be difficult to entertain myself during this challenge.

Especially on hour nine when I did this. You're probably wondering how many tiles are on these walls. The correct answer is 1900.

And if you want the roof and floor included, then it's 2860. But more importantly than all of that, according to my stomach, it is time to eat food. So if you're wondering how I'm eating during this challenge.

There's a conveyor belt here which spans over 100 feet so I can be fed without any human interaction. I think I've been in here around 14 hours. Isn't it crazy that at this point I was already off by 2 hours?

And so far the hardest part of the challenge is no one's fed me yet. In hindsight, I should've ate more food. Before I came in here.

Yeah, it would be really nice if someone fed me sometime soon. Your boy is very hungry. - Did you wash your hands?

- Yeah, of course I did. Oh, he did not. We'll be sending him his meals randomly so he can't guess the time.

Like it's 6 p. m. right now, and we're sending him his breakfast.

When are my friends going to feed me? I am hungry. I am hungry.

Now because this room is soundproof. Even though the food arrived, I didn't realize it until I checked 2 hours later. Too hungry to walk.

That's a little dramatic man, come on. So when I finally checked. Oh, I was not actually expecting food.

This tastes awesome. It's cold and soggy, and I'm just so deprived of feeling things. This is great.

This solitary confinement set is literally wrapped in metal chains. If this set caught on fire. I would probably burn alive before they can unlock it.

Anyways, I'm going to think about other things than that. For the next few hours. I try to keep myself as stimulated as humanly possible.

Wow, that's kind of cool. He's got nothing. He has nothing to work with.

If he's already resulting to this for basic stimulation, I have my doubts that he'll last seven days. It's interesting how when you take everything away from a man, something as simple as a metal plate can be like as fun as an iPhone. He's going to get agitated by way of boredom.

This is a very dehumanizing experience. I'm just going to go to bed and we'll see what happens. I think I'm around 40 hours into the challenge.

Jimmy's 6 hours off on what time he thinks it is. Which means it's around 4 p. m.

on day number two. I thought he'd be on track today. Losing my sense of time led to other problems.

No matter what I do, I literally just can't sleep. These lights are just really messing with my brain. Maybe I'll just lay here for the next five days.

The reason he has insomnia is he doesn't need to sleep. He wants to sleep this off and just get it over with. But what he should be doing is trying to do something that is going to occupy his attention while he's awake.

He's climbing the wall. It's the natural human urge for freedom. He's regressing to primal instinct.

Why did I think it was 4pm? Shouldn't that mean it's 9pm? And by the time I had gotten around to eating my first meal, it was 4:30 in the afternoon.

Don't get me wrong, the food looks good, but it is freezing cold. I'd rather starved and eat the rest of this. So.

. . And when my second meal had arrived, I felt like only minutes had passed.

What just came through the conveyor belt? Wait. How long has it been?

Am I supposed to eat both or. . .

It definitely was day two when I got the second breakfast, but I didn't eat much of the breakfast, so maybe they felt bad because I didn't eat much of the breakfast. Well, no. .

. At this point, I had no idea how long that first meal was sitting in the conveyor belt for. Did you see he's getting a little paranoid?

That's the thing that can get worse as time goes on. It's only day two. I'm not sure what to do.

I think I'm going to just see how high I can count. One, two, three, four. It looks crazy, right?

565, 566, 567 When you're in a situation where there's nothing to do 999. What's crazy is to just succumb to it. 1,000.

As this progresses, he's going to run out of random things to do. And I got to give it to him. The doctor was right.

Because later in this challenge I borderline go insane. Do you think I'd get it? Do you think I'd?

And while my strategy to sleep through most of the challenge did help pass the time, it ended up hurting me in other ways. I see food over there. It's freakin soggy and cold.

How long has this been sitting here? This food's been sitting there for 7 hours. I would have given anything to eat that ice cream.

It would have been nice to have edible parts of the meal. Well, I guess I'll just be hungry again. Normally, because we're working on so many videos at once, I'm usually, like, incredibly stressed.

As of right now, I don't really feel that stressed at all, but I feel a ton of anxiety because I have this severe FOMO that I'm missing tons of cool stuff going on in the world. It's weird. It's a different emotion than I'm used to.

It's pretty crazy how hard it is to do nothing. I'm starting to get really bored This is getting very hard on me mentally. I'm bored.

Help. I was nowhere near the 168 hour mark, so by hour 65, I started to wonder. How do you do a handstand?

I wish before I came in here, I had someone teach me the basics of how to do a handstand. He's going to have to invent concepts that only exist in his mind to keep himself from experiencing intense depression. I'm just going to envision that I'm currently walking in a park.

There's green grass, someone's fishing. He's literally making up scenarios in his head right now. Oh my God.

All in all, it's very sunny. I hear birds. You've ruined my walk in the park.

Oh my God. We're watching him slip into madness. They gave me more food.

But it looks like we got some rice, sweet potato and steak. This is the best meal I've gotten so far this challenge. If you look right here, you'll see some rice, and any ordinary human would probably eat this rice.

But I'm going to count it 13, 14, 15, 16, 17 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 265, 266, 267, 307, 308, 309, 310, 421, 422, 423, 424. 445, 446, 447. There are 447 grains of rice on this metal tray.

This information probably profoundly changed you as a human. I'm feeling pretty tired, which means it's probably the night of the fifth. I wasn't even halfway through the challenge and was already off a full day.

I'm going to get some more Zs in the bathroom where it's not so freaking bright, which proved to be my smartest move yet because I actually slept in that bathroom for 12 hours. We're officially halfway into the challenge. - 84 hours.

- Jimmy is. And we're going to tell that in his next meal. Just kind of mix it all up for him.

I mean, he could still put the letters together. I am hungy. Hungy I am.

What are we working with here? What is this? Bro's never heard of SpaghettiOs?

And that wasn't the only thing I was forgetting the name of. What is this called? This is a.

. . .

. . a roll.

This is a lot of sauce for one roll. Kind of tastes like ketchup. How does he not notice the letters in there?

That's an N. - Yeah! - Yeah!

You guys forgot to take these four SpaghettiOs out. No! Every time he finds a letter, he just keeps eating it.

I hope those weren't supposed to spell something. That I was magically supposed to realize that before I ate them and then put it together to figure out a word for more food. Surely that's not what they wanted for me.

Jimmy's about to watch this when he gets out and feel so dumb. Depression. At this point, the bright lights were really starting to get me.

I have a ginormous headache right now, and I am so hungry. What is going on to my body? Well, he did ask for more food even though he is getting all the calories he needs.

But the reason for that is that he's so under stimulated, he thinks he's starving. I ended up checking for food over and over and over again. This is oddly soothing.

Do you think I'd get a concussion from doing this? You should probably stop. You're right.

I should probably stop. There's a bag of McDonald's here. It's suspiciously light.

If there is not McDonald's in this bag, I'm going to be depressed. There actually is. Let's go.

Every time I get a meal, it's like 20 minutes of just pure happiness. I feel human again. I can't stop smiling.

I'm so happy. And then the second I finish it, I feel a wave of depression because I'm like, What do I do now? The seconds are starting to blend together, so much.

I would try to guess what time it is, but I have no earthly idea. My mind is slowly deforming into stupidity. I need to occupy myself better.

We're going to grab this McDonald's cheeseburger wrapper, as well as this cup that was holding my toothbrush. And now we have basketball. LeBron, Steph, Kobe, maybe basketball's not my thing.

I think I was always better at baseball. They're like, Strike! That was not what was supposed to happen.

And then I remembered. . .

Oh, there's a fork on it. That I had an indestructible plate from my very first meal. I am going to throw this so far, it is hilarious.

I'm bored. I still have two days left inside this room and I have a feeling at some point I'm going to want to leave. It's day four.

No matter how much I beg, or scream, or plead. . .

Or burp. Do not let me out of this room early. Okay, Jimmy, I got you.

My instincts tell me I was so far done 113 hours, which means I have 55 hours remaining. And whoever's editing this, show them how many hours I actually have remaining. Hopefully in somewhere close to 55 hours.

I think he's going to get angry and possibly paranoid about what's going on. Is a man not allowed to have privacy? There's a camera there.

There's a camera above that. There's a camera. A camera, a camera, camera, camera, camera, camera.

There's so many cameras on me 24/7. I'm going to go insane. What if we throw the camera through the conveyor.

. . Genius.

I'll treat it like bowling. Somehow I hit my finger. I severely underestimated how hard this video would be.

Just thinking about it has me like tearing up, but I kind of feel like an animal right now. Like, I feel like I lost all my rights as a human. If I had to guess, I would say I'm halfway through day five.

I really miss my girlfriend and I miss the gang as well. Even Nolan. Even Nolan.

Mentally right now I'd say I'm at like literal rock bottom. Like, this is very inhumane. I've been in here so long that some of my dreams are about me in this room, and I think it's like day six or seven.

But then I wake up and realize it was a dream. What time is it? I would pay so much money to know what freaking time it is.

Let's go over why I think there are 33 hours left in this challenge. I've slept five times. Reason number two, I usually poop once a day, and I've also pooped five times since I got here.

Reason number three, I've grown a lot of hair on my neck here, and this usually does take like a week. If for some reason. .

. If for some reason it's still day five Or God forbid, it's somehow still day four, I will lose my mind. While I was sleeping, I had a dream about that one time that I counted to 100,000.

And so when I woke up, I decided to do a thousand laps around this room. You know, for old times sake. That'll be the marker.

1, 2, 3. Watching back this footage, it's literally crazy. I resorted to walking in circles to keep myself sane.

A thousand is way too many. I'm already starting to get dizzy. This entire challenge.

I've been getting water out of this sink and I'm going to be honest. this uh… this is… it… I'm not. .

. Bro. Cirkul is a flavor cartridge you can screw on your water bottle and makes bland water taste amazing.

There's over 100 different flavors that fit this bottle that are all zero calories and zero sugar. Moving this tripod is miserable. Choose how intense you want the flavor and then start drinking away.

It honestly adds so much flavor I can't even tell it's sink water. I've been drinking fruit punch throughout this entire challenge and it actually makes the water taste amazing. I'm going to walk back and forth between these walls.

These cartridges also last for multiple refills of your water bottle, which is good because the boys suck at sending these. Sometimes I got to use the same one for a whole day. If you want to start drinking more water or just want your water to start tasting good in general, go to drinkcirkul.

com or your local Walmart to give it a try. I've tried everything to keep myself entertained and I'm going to be honest. It's not working.

And after I finished all my Cirkuls, Karl brought back to people from 100 days trapped together. We're here. Hey, check it out.

You guys are going to love this. That's the faces of the guy that trapped you guys for 100 days. Would you say this is easier or harder than what you guys did?

In comparison, I think I'd rather have like someone else in it with me. And now that the tables had turned and I was the one in the white cube, Bailey and Suzie plotted their revenge. I'll show you guys how the conveyor belt works.

They sent an empty tray. He's about to freak out. I don't feel bad at all.

This is what he gets. I bet every dollar in my bank account Karl just showed up. No way!

You hungry, Jimmy? Eat this! No, we're not doing this.

We are not doing this. We're not doing it. This is the most stimulation he's had in days.

Well, you got to give them credit. I probably deserve that. Imagine this is what happens after you die.

You just go to a white room like this forever. That would be miserable. When I sleep.

I dream of me in the outside world. And when I'm awake, I'm just depressed and lonely and to be honest, miserable. So the more time I spend sleeping, the happier I am.

Let me out. I'm Batman. I feel dead.

I really need to get out of here. We did seven days on a raft, I did seven days buried alive. And now seven days and solitary confinement.

If I had known how hard this would be, I never would have done this. If that hour number in the top left says anything higher than 20, I'm going to lose my mind. I am feeling extremely lonely.

I miss my girlfriend. This is torture. Is he crying?

He's not doing well. He's just like napping on the floor, throwing things, having tantrums, getting happy when he gets snacks, he's like a child. I think there's 8 hours left and then they're going to open that door right there.

And I am free. I hope. I pray.

Please be 8 hours. He thinks he's sleeping through the last couple of hours right now. That's what he thinks this is.

So it's going to be a rude awakening, literally. To be honest it's concerning. I give it maybe another 2 to 3 hours and that door opens.

I'm going to enjoy my last meal, and then we're getting out of here. - Did he just say it's his last meal? - I think so.

Well, that's ironic because it's literally exactly 24 hours. Any hour now, they're going to be walking through that door. So I'm going to clean up the place.

It's a little messy. You know, I was trying to make up an excuse to clean, but in reality, I'm just bored. I thought coming into this experiment, I would get more mental clarity, maybe learn a little bit about myself.

But in reality, all I'm walking away with is the newfound skill of being able to throw things out a conveyor belt door. Or maybe not. There is just no world where there's more than 24 hours left.

I can't do another 24 hours in here. I've had my limit, but it doesn't matter. There's just not 24 hours left.

I just don't. I refuse to believe that. So any second now, any second now, any second now.

To pass the time, I'm going to resume counting. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 20, 21, 22.

5422, 5423, 5424, 5425. I swear to God I heard something out there. I'm sad.

I'm sad. I am sad. I am sad.

I don't want to be here. Get me out of this room. I don't want to be here.

This is barely human. He's lying in bed, covering his eyes. No excitement.

This is totally not what you want to see. How is he going to act? It's going to be a new human.

I'm worried he's going to be this human. He's just collapsed into dysfunction. We've never pushed him as far as he is pushed in this video.

Well because he's been totally deprived of any human contact. Be gentle, like a little kid waking up from a nap. Well, there's 10 minutes left, so let's go get ready.

- Thank you. - Good luck. I'm going to die.

Ten, nine, eight. Seven, six, five, four. .

. Hold on. Wait, I don't even have pants on.

Three, two, one. Oh, my gosh. Hey, Jimmy.

Sorry, I was just putting my pants on. It's not as bright out here. How is it, dude?

I'm actually kind of lightheaded. You know, it's crazy, but after this challenge I kind of forgot how to interact with humans. Where he’s going?

It's actually relieving to not stare at a bright light. It's like the ceiling is awesome. This is the happiest I've seen you in a long time.

Honestly, I thought I was perpetually just going to be 24 hours forever. Follow me outside. I want to see the sun.

Oh, my God. It's dark out. So nice to see the outside world.