Taken at fifteen

Chapter 7

When this was over I was lead to a different room. This room had chains on every corner. I was sat in the middle of the room and all the chains were locked around my hands and ankles.

The man with his clipboard and pen in hand walked over to the wall. There was another red button. He pushed it. It started to detract the chains, making them shorter, sending me off the ground. When the chains took me completely off the ground they kept shortening. I could feel the tearing of my flesh off my arms and thighs.

He pressed the red button again releasing the chains and dropping me on the floor. I tried to scream for help but no words came out of my mouth.

I sat there for a moment trying to enjoy the few seconds I had without being tortured.