Chapter Twelve
“Crawl”
Several sleep cycles passed by. I have no idea how long I’ve been down here. I spend most of my time singing or reciting various facts I know, just because I need to hear something in the deafening silence.
Viktor has come in several times, and each time he asks me if I want to eat, and when I say yes, he commands me to crawl. I always refuse, so he shrugs and leaves. There’s also a toilet in the corner of the room he takes me too to relieve myself several times a… day? I think it would be day.
But my hunger is getting to be too much. I’m not actually suicidal. I had no intention of killing myself that day I tried to run, it was just a threat. So, despite how f*****g humiliating this is, I’m going to crawl today. I need food in my system.
As if on cue with my t
