No Tears | NR

Chapter 27

TW: violence (torture)

Oświęcim, Poland

"Yara, is it?", Griebel asked as he opened the door to Yara's cell and stepped inside.

The brunette didn't answer.

"That your real name? Probably not", he answered his own question.

Yara stayed quiet. She knew that nothing she could say would get her out of here. So she opted to not say anything at all.

Her silence obviously began to irritate and annoy the man. He stared intently at Yara, trying to get a read of her, but the woman stayed impassive.

Yara did her best to imitate what she had seen Natasha do so often. She tried to not show anything she thought or felt. The brunette had become a good liar a long time ago, mostly out of necessity, but she had always struggled to hide her anger in particular, and her fear. There really weren't many things that scared her, but being back here, in this cell, was definitely one of those things.

"Number 131565, that sound familiar?"

Yara's head shot up upon hearing that number.

"I see it does." Griebel smiled evilly. "It says here -" He opened a file that he had been holding in his hand ever since he entered the cell. "- that there have been a few successful experiments with prisoner number 131565."

Yara was certain, that he only repeated the number to rub it in.

"Let's see what that means, shall we?", he finished enthusiastically.

Yara didn't even try to resist when two men came in and grabbed her underneath her arms. They carried her out of the cell, dragging her feet across the floor. The two men finally stopped in another familiar room. She had seen it regularly during her time here and in her nightmares. It was the place where the experiments on her had been conducted.

Yara tossed herself around, trying to prevent the men from lifting her onto the examination table and strapping her down on it. But she lost and they eventually managed to get her on there and secure her. Yara moved and pulled at the straps in a desperate attempt to loosen them and free herself, but she stopped as soon as the door opened and Griebel walked in. No matter what happened, she swore to herself that she was not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her weak or desperate.

The tall man didn't hesitate as he made his way over to Yara, pulled out a knife, and cut her throat. Blood spilled on the examination table and some dripped onto the floor.

Yara barely had time to realize what had happened. Pain clouded her mind. Her mouth stood half-open as she gasped for air. She tore at the straps around her arms, trying to bring her hand up to the cut, but the straps didn't budge. She passed out soon and her heart stopped not much later.

Yara didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly regained consciousness. She gasped for air and tried to sit up, having momentarily forgotten where she was. But the straps around her limbs and head reminded her of that instantly again.

She didn't dare open her eyes, wanting to drag out the moment as much as she could, before Griebel realized that she was alive and awake again. But of course, that didn't fool the man. She heard him as he walked around her. Then he stopped. She felt something warm on her skin right where her throat was and realized that Griebel had bent over slightly. He was examining the cut of which there was only a long, ugly scar left. She felt his warm breath on her skin which caused her to shiver out of discomfort.

She opened her eyes to see Griebel stand up properly again.

"Interessant. Sehr interessant", he commented in German that he found something very interesting. Yara assumed that he was referring to the now-healed cut.