A couple of months ago, you were in your living room. You felt overestimated, but your parents didn't want you on your phone in your room anymore. You have a shark that you knitted, though, do you're not crying, just nonverbal.

After dinner, you and your family are watching a movie. You feel better just as a man breaks in. You get shot and pass out. When you wake up again, your... you can't really see. There is something cold in your mouth and on your face. There's small holes for your eyes and your nose. Your arms are chained up and pulled over each other, crisscrossed. The left over the right, chained to the opposite wall. Your legs are also cold, but that's because eyour pyjamas a re ripped. The pain in your body's in long, thin lines over your body. After about an hour, you figure out it was from a whip. You pause, the light turning on and the door unlocking.