Chapter 8, Hayline Shoemaker:
Hayline woke, surprised to find himself still locked in the torture device. At first, he thought it only a continuation of the nightmare he had endured for the gods only knew how many days—he sure didn’t. The lack of sunlight messed with his sense of time, and the dehydration he felt took its toll on his body. The priestess left him strapped in with no way to relieve himself. His body held out until he couldn’t wait any longer and revolted. Now empty, there was nothing left to void.
He didn’t remember the last time she came to visit. It seemed like days. Forced to stand in such an uncomfortable position, he found it possible to only sleep for a few moments at a time before the pressure on his chest made it unbearable for him to breathe, and he would wake up
