I snapped. Before Hector even poured one drop on the deep cuts on my back, I started to violently shake. I desperately pulled in the chains and kicked out the ground.
It was no use. The chains were heavy and only made my wrists scrap into the metal. I looked behind me to find Hector softly smiling at me.
"Your so close to being broken Adam."
I stopped moving.
I accepted defeat. I tightened my eyes shut and looked done to the floor. Hector lifted the bucket.
And poured the salt water on my back.
I yelled. I screamed. Tears were streaming down my face. My back was uncontrollably shaking. The sting was spreading all through my body. My cuts were boiling and throbbing.
It kept stinging for 5 hours. Hector just left me there. Forced to acknowledge all the agony.
After the pain became ignorable, I tried to regain my energy. Hector came back to see me hanging limply from the chains on the wall.
"I brought you some dinner" He chuckled.
I turned to look at my meal.
In one bowl was urine.
In the other bowl was feces.
