Pha was sitting on the small wooden bed in his new 'home' wondering what was in store for him. It had been a few weeks since Mr Panitchayasawad and others had dropped by, his only guest now were 2 men who brought in his daily food. He began to wonder if this was the best they had, nothing was happening and he scoffed at their apparently lack of effort. They were nothing more than weak, soft pussies and he was going to have his fun Pha thought to himself. If this was the best they he was going to be fine he told himself, unaware that the real torment was just about to begin.
Early one morning Pha was awoken to a loud ringing in his ears, it was almost deafening. He quickly sat up, covering his ears, trying to block out the noise only to be forced off the bed and into a metal chair in the middle of the room. They must have brought the chair in themselves, Pha thought, since it wasn't there last night. The ringing had finally stopped when Pha was being chained, ever so tightly to the chair. He couldn't move a muscle and had trouble breathing but after a few minutes like this he began to laugh. "Is this the best you got? I could do so much worse in my sleep" Pha mocked his company. One of then men in the room almost lost his cool, he wanted to beat the crap out of Pha but couldn't.
No, they had to follow Mr Panitchayasawad orders. His plan was to slowly break Pha, take everything from him till he had nothing left. The others didn't understand Mr Panitchayasawad method but trusted that whatever he was doing would work. Pha was then left in the chair for several hours before the 2 men came back to untie him. This went on for a few weeks, it wasn't comfortable but Pha felt if this was all they had in store he could handle it. He didn't know how wrong he was. The worst was yet to to come.
A month had flown by and Pha was still unshaken by his kidnappers. They had begun slowly, from tying him a little too tightly to a chair, to hanging him by his arms and legs against a wall, stretching him till he was almost at his limit. The others didn't know why Mr Panitchayasawad was going so slow, but he promised them it would all be worth it in the end. Everything that was thrown Pha's way for the moment was bearable. It hurt him physically but he still had his mind. He swore to himself, no mater what happened they would never break him and he would have the last laugh.
He took everything they were throwing at him, unaware that little by little he was slowly crumbling. It wasn't enough to notice but over time it would build up and soon it would all overwhelm him. He was already lost, there was no coming back for him. Not now or ever.
Mr Panitchayasawad saw how Pha was reacting, causing him to smile. Even if Pha didn't want to admit it yet, refused to believe it, he was already rattled by the events in his life. The other's couldn't see it but Mr Panitchayasawad assured them it was there. His plan was slowly but surely working. Soon Pha will be at there mercy.
Another week had flown by and Pha was still fairly chipper. He spent most his time tormenting his captors, egging them on, trying to get them to finally snap and beat him mercilessly. He was close and he knew it, it was written on one their faces, just a little more and he would of succeed. It didn't happen though, as Pha's punishment was quickly turned up a notch. The following day the 2 men walked in with big smiles on their faces, letting Pha sleep a little longer while they set up. Once done they rudely shook Pha awake and dragged him to the small table in the middle of the room. He was then tied to the table, with his legs and arms dangling over the sides. He was then hooked up to a machine, of which Pha had no clue as to what it did. That was until a few moments later he was shocked with so much electricity that his whole body shook. It was a pain Pha had never felt in his life, but he was still desperately trying to hold on to his sanity so he spoke, stuttering "This all you got, I know you can do better than this." He starts to laugh only to be interrupted by another, yet more powerful jolt of electricity running through him.
Pha wasn't giving in this easily. He would take everything they threw at him and he would become stronger. They will not break him, they can't break him he thought. For the first time since his arrival he wasn't so sure. A little piece of him was starting to question everything. Would he be able to withstand all the hurt and pain that was being thrown his way. Before the thought could take root he shook it from his mind. Determined to not let these guys get under his skin, he was much stronger than that. He spent the next couple of weeks going through the same motions, each day getting shocked with a higher voltage, till one day he shook so hard he broke the table he was lying on, still shaking even after the current left his body.
Mr Panitchayasawad was pleased. Pha was starting to show cracks in himself. His once hard, tough demeanour was being to fall apart, piece by piece. The other fathers were being to see the light, finally understanding the method behind Mr Panitchayasawad's seemingly demeanour madness. They were just glad that Pha was finally suffering for what he did to their sons, and they were all the more excited as to what was coming next. Pha wasn't getting out of this, not with his sanity in tack. He was going to lose everything, even his will to live Mr Panitchayasawad was going to make sure of that.
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