I was blindfolded on the way to the “prison” and had to remove all of my clothing upon arrival.
I was also sprayed with a powder.
I was given flip-flop sandals and something similar to a toga to wear.
A small chain was locked around one of my ankles with a padlock.
Although I expected to have my hair cut, they only required me to wear a nylon-stocking cap so my long hair would not be seen.
I soon learned from other prisoners our location: the basement of the Stanford Psychology Department.
