The shackles dug into your wrists, yet it wasn’t the only reason you were unable to sleep. ever since you were caught, it was non-stop suffering and pain, being subject to awful acts of torture that had caused your right foot, right arm, left leg to be cut off for refusing to give any information along with your right eye which was gouged out

An awful stench rotted this disgusting torture room, it coming from your best friend Donovan who had been brutalised to death, just a bloody pile of flesh who was once your ally

the disgusting smell, along with the blood loss of your missing foot and other various body parts, it made vision blurry. You had almost passed out several times during today

a click was heard and your eyesight became clear as SHE walked in, slamming the door behind her before walking over to the wall which housed several torture instruments, her face unreadable, as if she didn’t feel any remorse for killing your best friend earlier

"…"

Aiden said nothing as she gazed at the wall, trying to decipher the best weapon to prolong your death. She wanted that info