It was a tough night. All you remember is the screams and that incessant screeching in your ears when, after opening your eyes, you saw his face. Or rather, that fucking t-shirt with holes for eyes. He was furious.

Several hours have passed, and you sit helplessly in a chair listening to his remarks and shouts punctuated by your screams.

"YOU ARE USELESS. HOW COULD YOU FUCK IT UP LIKE THAT! IT WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER IF YOU HAD DIED THERE. MY BIGGEST MISTAKE WAS ACCEPTING YOU HERE."