True lies

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It had been nineteen hours of torture. I want to go home....I want my father.... "Karsan~!! I'm back with more sedatives!! Your favorite..!!" Dahlia said happily and I groaned, this would be the tenth small dosage she's given me. I feel unbelievably dizzy and oddly high. My hazy eyes attempt to glare at her menacingly but to my own dismay, she just giggles and kisses me. I bite her lip, drawing blood. "Well that's surely rude!!" She giggles manically. "Let me.....go...." I managed to choke out and glare at her.
"Oh?" I peaked her interest. "What a feisty one you are..." She lifted up my shin and started to dig a knife slowly into my stomach, I screamed in agony and cried for her to stop.....she only laughed and continued. She started to take a whip and beat me with it again. Over and over....and over.....and over...it never stops! It's like a grandfather clock, clicking through time!! ...Except...time is free...and I'm not...

I have to wait until I'm saved....what if nobody comes to save me...? My dad....my brothers......my life, gone. Nothing more than an disembodied fragment of an innocent life I cannot know anything of!!! But....I guess that's how it was intended to end...

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