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The cold metal of the needles drilled the girl's white skin. She was captured by the hard chains, attaching her to the harrowing stretcher placed in the middle of the large room. Her screams sounded all around the room, like echoes that arrived into everybody's ears, but the white men did not have an iota of compassion; continuing with the torture of the poor victim; because nothing could stop them from continuing the torture of the unfortunate girl.

Slowly her screams started to fade away, while the drowsiness wrapped her up, and in her mind, a single word was repeated continuously, a tiny and vague whisper that slowly disappeared. The silence fell like a loud and heavy sheet upon her, dragging her eyelids together. No more fighting, no more suffering; so, with the fortune of not feeling what else they were doing with her; she surrendered to the drowsiness that was invading her. But she was too naive, because not even in her dreams, the feeling of needles and the harm inflicted would disappear. There was nothing she could do, except waiting patiently until the men in white were satisfied. 

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