For the one week I was in a solitary cell. It's a very difficult... You know—nobody speaks with you, nobody comes. It's one week that is a really bad memory. Sometimes, I have a nightmare about this. Outside of here no one is looking for me. I have depression and I'm going to a doctor. I'm using a lot of the pills for this.

In my country, eight years ago, we had an election and the government cheated. The underdog emerged as the winner. And the people were angry. They came into the street. And then the police come. And I saw some very bad things. They were shooting the people. Maybe you know about this, the Green Movement. It’s very famous movement for Iranians. I was in a Reformist Party, and I was a journalist in my country. Here is my press card [shows ID].

I have a lot of nightmares, but with the pills, I'm sleeping. The nightmares [are about] the sound of the guns or the sound of the helicopters or people shrieking. Because I was there and I saw everything. The small details. And it's not good. Then I just wake up. And I say, “Oh, here is Switzerland. Don't worry and be happy.”