NERVES OF STEEL

PROLOGUE

                   

                            DEDICATION

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"I'll Keep You Close, Even If It Destroys Us Both."
                                    -RUSSO FEDORCENKO

                           PROLOGUE

"No no no no nooooo!!!! Pl...easeeee, please, please. Fucking please, nooo, please. I'm fucking begging you. Pleaseeee stoppppp!!!!!!!"

       
            My voice grows hoarse with each passing day. It's only a matter of time before my voice box breaks. The Citadel was a place where time stood still. Where the outside world was a distant memory and the only reality was the cold unforgiving stone that surrounded you.

            At first, you'd think escape wouldn't be too much of a big deal. I thought so too. _Stupid me!_ But soon enough all that's left of you is a shadow of yourself as you desperately try to claw your way out in vain and as you slowly lose your mind to the horrifying reality that surrounded you.

Gone! Locked away! Never to be seen! Forever!

           
              Will I ever escape this horrible fate? Will I ever be found? The terrifying fortress where I slowly lose a piece of my sanity with each passing day? Maybe I should just give up altogether. Succumb to the tortures and be obedient and docile just like they want me to be. Just like I'm fated to be. Just like the others are. Their fates sealed. There's no escaping and it's no use trying.

           Wiping the tears away from her eyes, she signed the old diary and put it away as always. She lay back on the cold stone floor and wrapped her arms around herself, sobbing. The cold and the dark had been her only companion for what seemed like forever. She had lost consciousness of time.

            She no longer had an idea how long she had been locked up in here. She was fed once a day and the plate was pushed through underneath the base of the door. There was a small bathroom attached to the dungeon where she had her bath.

            A bath wouldn't be the proper term anymore as the soap ran out ages ago and the water only came on once every week or two. Not to mention there wasn't a towel and the shirt she had on the first day she was pushed into this abyss, was now worn out and faded, no doubt. She was miserable.

             Just then, she heard footsteps approaching her. She sat up, abruptly and confused. She heard the key go into the door hole. Someone's coming. Who could it be? After all this time? Who was coming to see her. Her eyes searched the dark, desperate to see who it was. Anyone would do. Anyone who could play the role of a savior in her life at this very moment. She was ready to give an arm just to be free from this place.

           The door gave way. The old iron door, creaked loudly and It screeched her ears terribly given that she hadn't heard a single sound for so long now. It was just her in the dark, cold and lonely dungeon. The door gave way and she peered at the figure standing by the door, pointing a bright torch at her.

           She squinted her eyes, painfully. Given that she hadn't seen the sun in awhile now, her eyes were taking forever to adjust to the brightness. Her eyes trailed the pair of black boots he was wearing up to his hands. She could see a chain leash, an electric taser and a pair of hand cuffs in his grip. Her hopes of freedom immediately came to a bitter crashing end. She recognized him. He was one of the scumbags that brought her in here.

"Muscle up, cupcake. The boss finally has some use for you."