Darkness reprieve

Chapter 35

Waking up, sweat drenched. I couldn't move. Too restricted. It was dark. Very dark. Then, a light illuminated me. Too bright. When it dimmed down, I could see someone approach. I realise I'm bound in a chair. I try to get out, but the binds are unmovable. I try to talk to the stranger, but I have no voice. When he gets in front of me, I can't see his face... Not entirely. I could see his lips, and how they are curved up on the edges of his mouth. I try to move, but I still can't. I try. I try. He smiles. He grabs my head and punches me in the jaw. It hurts. I try to look at him, but I can't lift my head. Then, I feel a sharp sting in my stomach. I scream. I look at my stomach to see a knife embedded in it. He grabs it and pulls it out. I scream. He cuts me. Stabs me. I scream. I bleed. He tortures me. I cry. My arms. My legs. My chest. Scars were going to form. Or maybe I was going to die. I hope I die. His sadistic smile made me want to throw up. The blood. So much blood. All I can hear him saying is You are broken. And all I am is broken.

I jolt up from my sleep. I'm covered in sweat. My body is soar and I could feel the pain in the spots I got cut and stabbed. All was there, but the tears.

Psychological pain is so much worse than anything out there. And when you break, your life is over.