There was no telling how long he had sat against this wall with his hands chained above him. Days and nights blurred together, and time had become meaningless in his delirium.
He tried not to eat when the guards brought his food, but hunger was a powerful thing, and it won out against his will. He long ago stopped wishing for freedom. Now he only wished for death.
He tried not to eat when the guards brought his food, but hunger was a powerful thing, and it won out against his will. He long ago stopped wishing for freedom. Now he only wished for death.
While there was no pain, during the night, he could feel the rats eating his legs, and it kept him awake. It wasn't until the light of morning that he could see the horrors inflicted upon his body.
Ew. :(
ReplyDeleteRats? Rats eating legs. The feel good story of the year. :)
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