Betrayal

Torture

I slowly woke up,it was dark,cold,my clothes were ripped and dirty,i groaned in pain as my head throbbed in pain,i went to rub the back of my head when i felt something warm trickling down my back but i heard clattering and my arms wouldn't move more then a couple inches to my head.

"Chains...?"I muttered weakly as i saw the chains connected to the cuff on my wrist in the moonlight.I heard footsteps above me and talking,i knew this place the stench of dead bodies and blood and more still hung in the air even after all these years.My heart raced as i heard the door start to unlock,my breathing started to get heavy as my mind raced with all the things they were going to do to me now that they are free from prison.I tugged hard on the chains,trying to break them out of the wall,i froze when the door opened and heavy foot steps ascended down the stairs.I moved back against the wall and shook as i saw a blood stained knife in his hand,he walked closer and started to cut my cheek,slowly to make it more painful.I whimpered and shook as i felt him cut a smile into my cheek to the corner of my mouth,the blood rushed down my cheek and dripped onto the floor smacking a small smacking sound like if someone smacked someone across the face.He pulled the knife away and grabbed a lighter,i shook and watched as he started a fire in the fire pit,he stuck the knife blade into the flames and stood and watched it.

Minutes passed and he finally pulled the knife out and walked back to me and started to press it against my arms and cheek,i screamed out in pain as the heat seared my skin.

'A-at least it s-stopped the bleeding..'I thought to myself and screamed in pain more as he cut me more,the heat of the blade burning the skin around the cut.

I hung my head after three hours of torture,i had cuts all over my body and face,my glass eye was removed and replaced with ashes from the fire pit,opening the old wounds in that empty eye socket.i stared at the floor that was pooled in my blood,i shook as i felt my blood roll down my face,arms,legs,sides and hit the floor adding to the puddle,the man left and shut and locked the locks on the door,I shook and panted as i felt the sting in my wounds,my breathe was short from the pain.

'I should be used to the pain,i was tortured for 3 years the first time,why does this hurt so bad..?'I thought to myself as i leaned against the wall,he added some more chains so i could rest my arms,he said so that there's more pain when he cuts my arms.

I shut my eyes and i started to dream of me and Jane and our families,if they were never killed and we were never taken,we wouldn't have ever met she lived on Earth and i always lived on Sorgon.She shouldn't have died the way she did,she should have been able to grow old and have kids and all that stuff,but at least she's not here being tortured.

*morning*

I felt light on my eye lids,i slowly opened my eyes and looked out the narrow window and saw it was morning.

'Guess i fell asleep..'I thought and sat up and shakily stood up,leaning against the cold brick wall,i whimpered a little as a cut pressed against the dirt covered wall,i made my way to the window and looked out,the soft spring breeze blowing through and hit my face,giving me some fresh air that felt nice on my cut on my face.

"I think if i opened my mouth to yawn i'd rip it open and i'd be like Jeff the killer on one side of my face.."I joked to myself and gently put my hand over the gash,wincing a little at the feeling of my skin in the cut.I just stared outside the window,hearing birds and other animals around the woods outside.I rested my chin on the little sil of brick and closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of the air on my cuts.I stood in the silence for a while before i heard a car in the distance,i opened my eyes and looked out and saw a wheel about two inches from the window,the car door opened and someone stepped out then shut the door.The crunching of the rocks in the drive way was loud under their boots as they walked away and to where i'm guessing is inside the house.I heard a lot of walking around and lots of muffled voices,i started to walk to the door but when i reached the first bottom step the chains stopped me and my arms were pulled back as i tried to get to the door and listen,but i couldn't,i only made my wrists red and started to bleed from the sharp metal digging into my flesh.I heard the footsteps coming closer and i backed up away from the staircase and sat on the floor,my back turned to it.I listened and counted how many locks there were;10 in all,5 bolt locks and the rest all but one needs a key the last one is a number pad.