[Trigger Warning: Torture and abuse. Read at your own discretion.]
The child screamed at his action as a shower of blood fell from his mouth. Once bleeding, even Bradley became alarmed and walked closer to the child.
The Lieutenant General first removed the weights from Samuel's ankles. He then untied the ropes that had been keeping the child hanging to the ceiling. Samuel's shoulders fell as soon as he was untied, and he couldn't feel anything.
Bradley smirked lightly, but Samuel couldn't see it due to the pain in his tongue. It was slowly becoming numb like his shoulders. His back was arched, and his ribs felt like they were cracking away. All while his tongue immensely bled.
"You…" Bradley muttered. "You dared to hurt yourself without my permission?!"
Samuel whimpered, and a series of tears rolled down his cheek as he realized that there was no way out. It was all torture. Torture he wasn't allowed to escape.
