I am dragged down a hallway into a small room with an old dentist chair with straps on the arms and legs. Above it is a light attached to a tray with some pipes and what looks like a chicken dinner and a blender. The hands push me down roughly and I hear a scratchy voice tell me to eat or they will force me to. I can't eat it's not fair to her. While she is still in my cell suffering because i had a problem. I refuse to eat and the men spin my chair around t face a curtain. When they pull the curtain back she is being held up by 4 chains wrapped around her arms neck and torso. She is on her knees barely comprehending what is going on. They had a knife to her telling me that if I don't eat they would cut. I give in and say I'll eat. The food goes into the blender and forced down my throat... I should have known that this was going to be painful. I was their biggest problem.... everyone else left after a year or two but I had been here for 6 years. I look up and see them start to cut into her stomach. She lets out a blood curling scream.
"GABBY!" Tears are forming in my eyes and I am trying to get out of the restraints of my chair causing pain to my wrists and ankles. Tears stream down my face now.
"Gabby. I'm so sorry."
