Tales of Twisted Madness

Torture

I've been sitting in this god forsaken room for two days now. The room is filled with a rotten smell which can make anyone who stay here vomit his guts out. But not me. I've been trained to withstand such things.

I'm superintendent Alvarez and I've been captured by terrorists. Kahapon pa nila ako pinipilit na sabihin sa kanila ang code ng bomba. But no. I'm loyal to my country and to my people. Whatever they may do to me will never shake my ground.

A static from an old radio in front of me grabbed my attention. It seems like may sasabihin nanaman sila. Probably to force me to give them the code. Tsk. Mga bobo.

"Code... Mr. Alvarez... Tell us... The code..."

"Over my dead body"

"Tell us... The code"

"Never. You may rip me to shreds or tear me to pieces but I won't tell you anything you stupid bastards!"

Static... Lumipas ang ilang minuto na puro static lang ang naririnig ko. Maya maya lang...

"Fine... Torture... Life"

Was all he said before an ear piercing scream broke out. Tsk. Here we go again. They've been threatening me about torturing me for life and playing a recorded high pitched scream. Akala siguro nila ay maaapektuhan ako. But no. This is nothing compared to my training. Those fucktards. Bahala sila.

A few more days passsed and I was rescued. It seems like natunton ng mga kasamahan ko ang kinalalagyan ko. Mga bobong terorista. Hindi manlang nila ako kinapkapan. Yan tuloy, hindi nila nalaman na may tracking device sa boots ko.

"Superintendent! Mabuti't ligtas ka! Ayos ka lang ba?"

"I'm fine. Hindi pa ba nahuhuli yung mga gagong yun?"

"Hindi pa po sir! Nilisan na nila tong lugar na toh bago pa man namin sila nahuli"

"Tsk. Mga gagong yun"

"Mga kahon ng baril at isang recorded tape lang nakita namin"

"The one that says to torture me for life?"

"Po?! Wala naman pong ganun. Ang recorded message na nandun lang ay, TORTURE HIS WIFE. Kung ako siguro sa posisyon nyo, baka nabaliw na 'ko"

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