How long?
How long has it been?
How long has it been since… since…?
Since I am able to form a single coherent thought? Days? Weeks? Months? Or maybe years?
It feels like years. Years!
It feels like years in this dark and damped and cold place, where the sun and sky could never be seen no matter what.
This is my life now, and this small jailcell is my entire world.
Countless faceless men have constantly invaded my world. They did so every day. Every single day! It is in order to use me and my body or to chop off my arms and legs or maybe to do both. Ah! Yes! They usually do both. Both! And it is not done in any particular order. No. Not any order at all.
And they don't come into my world alone, one by one, taking turn. No, not alone. Never alone. Never alone anymore. Often, more than one person joins in the fun. Join in the wonderful fun…
What fun? What fun!?
Ahahahahahaha…
