Eleven
Pure agony, that was what I was feeling, I felt that my head was being smashed by a hammer then been picked through with hand only for it to be smashed again. They did this so many times that I begin to fade in and out of consciousness barely aware of myself again. Then I heard the conversations going on between my torturers.
The first one and the kind one, as far as I am concerned said " I think it is time to stop. If we continue, we could damage her for a long time. "
" but she is stronger. " the cruel one, s******c one replied. I would kill him if it was legal maybe Whyte will also me to as his forgiveness gift. " we won't have a chance to break her again and if we can get into that box we will be promoted. She hasn't cried neither has she screamed, I am s
