[ Tortured ] Remake DISCONTINUED

Chapter 32

!!WARNING GORE, VIOLENCE, CURSING, LOSING BODY PARTS?!!

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Third person POV
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While he was thinking about the terrible memory, he suddenly was snapped back to reality by sunlight nearly blinding his face from the nearby window. 'Was I up all night again?..'. He wondered, the door opened to a women with a tray of "food if you could even call it that" in her hands. She sat it down and left without saying a word, he didn't want to touch it just in case it was poisoned, so the man just sat there in the corner staring at it.
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Soviet POV
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The food was still standing in the middle of my cell, if there was the slightest bit of warmth in the food it would be long gone by now. While I was staring at it I took notice that my eyes where feeling very heavy with bags underneath them. A small yawn escaped my mouth as third Reich made his way to me, Imperial Japan following suit Italy behind her. "Guten Morgen~" "Good morning~" he purred, his mouth opened into a big creepy grin with his sharp teeth on full display. "I'm in the mood to get some information out, don't you imperial, Italy?" Imperial nodded proudly while Italy didn't do anything, I growled at them in warning, they didn't care, Imperial held the iconic whip in her right hand. While Reich had a sharp knife in his right hand. I narrowed my eyes at the knife in particular, I for some reason had a growing hatred to the object.
Reich creeped closer towards me, imperial following. "I'm going to ask you one time", he started, "what are the ally's plans?!" He yelled, I said nothing, Japan raised her whip and slapped my arm. Hard enough to leave a bruise. She repeated the process multiple times until a trail of blood made its way down my arm. Reich pulled her aside and spoke quiet words to her before making his way back, "I've decided to give you another chance, if you don't comply.. we'll resort to more permanent damage."
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At the time I had wished I understood what he had meant at the time, as this would change my life forever..
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Third person POV

Even if the threat scared him a little he didn't say nothing and stayed silent. The short country raised his knife and repeatedly started to stab Soviet wherever he chose, once he was done with that. Both him and Imperial joined forces and proceeded to kick him, and smack his face. Almost certain to leave marks, Italy gasped and hid in the corner mouthing an 'im sorry' with his lips. But Soviet wasn't paying attention, his gaze was caught on a particular knife that a certain some country was holding.
"You did this to yourself."

Then, it went black..
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Finally chapter 32 sooo sorry for the long wait 😣
This is a huge chapter I feel in the plot and Is but next chapter may be bigger? Anyway have a good day or night
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Word count: 510