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1 week later.. Today was bad, is was worse than the others, it wasn't good.
The night you spend alone, you spend crying as quietly as you could, you had also suffered from a seizure that almost lasted a whole 2 minutes, and after that, you laid lifelessly on the floor, as they took away the chair to clean, to scrub the fresh and dried blood off.
It was cold in your room, well..cell, enclosure, you didn't know what to call it. It was a small room, similar to a box, the chair normally sat in the centre with a light hanging above it, the light was always on, and it was always so bright, the floor was dirty, and gritty.
Around the room were mostly table with trays sitting on them, shouldn't be a genius to guess what were in them, it had a small singular window in the top left corner in the back, but it was far to small to let you escape from it, anyway that was off the list as you couldn't even stand.
You almost felt like passing out but Nick soon caught on and kept you awake, and this time he used electricity, he held a small black taser in his hands as he sat in front of you on a small wooden stool.
Today he had tested your body, as a few other sketchy shield members stood behind him with clipboards, observing the process, thankfully as Nick was not alone he was more careful with what he done to you.
They tested your heart beat each time Nick gave you a zap in different locations of your body.
At first it was painful, but bearable, but when he started to go towards your head, your vision started to fade, your heart rate quickened at the electricity made you slightly convulse.
You were laying down on a table, a new room that you hadn't been in before, your arms and legs and head was strapped with leather belts against the metal, a gag placed in your mouth to save the screaming and groaning.
As soon as another zap to your head with the taser Nick grasped in his hand, you jerked forward violently, banging your head back against the metal table, knocking you out for a brief moment...
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"Glad to see you too, Brother." Thor scoffed sarcastically as Loki practically bursted through his door inside his chamber, storming in and soon pacing back and forth.
Thor sat up in his chair his eyebrows furrowed as he noticed that his Brother was stressed, he put down his goblet willed with red wine, down onto the circular table and eyed Loki carefully.
His brother breathed heavily, as his chest rose and fell quickly, Loki's eyes darted around the room, as he couldn't concentrate on anything else.
"What is it, Loki?" Thor spoke again, this time Loki stopped and turned to him.
"I-...I need your help, Brother." Loki growled in regret as it was the first time he actually asked Thor for help, not the other way around.
Loki never liked asking for help, he wanted to be as independent as he could, but now, he needed all the help he could get.
