I woke up in a dark room
It reminded me of my time waking up inside that trash bag
I don't know if it was because of some kind of trauma but the room felt claustrophobic and uncomfortable and I could feel moisture in the air
I was tied to a chair like that child from before with my hands tied behind my back
Suddenly, a singular light bulb lit up above me
"You are up!"John Brown said as his figure was revealed. He was standing opposite to me smiling sadistically
"…"
I didn't talk back. What would I say? I basically lost all chance at escaping the moment I got knocked out inside that alley. Plus, he had unimaginable power, in front of him I was…
"Hey! No getting distracted during our fun time ok?" He said playfully as he formed a fist with his hand and moved it towards me in a speed I couldn't catch up with, probably because I was still hazy
I felt a huge pain in my stomach that woke me up fully to say the least
"Mphh-"I puked a mouthful of blood at the floor close to where he was standing
"Hey, don't you dare get my clothes dirty with that dirty blood"
He then punched me again, this time in the ribs. I felt like my ribs were being crushed, I couldn't breathe
While I was struggling for air he started laughing like a maniac
"Hahaha, one small punch and you can't breathe. It wasn't even a strong one! You regulars are so weak and feeble" He said as he slowly walked away with his back facing me, he disapeared into the back of the room
It was too dark to see what he was doing but he came back with some screws and a hammer
"I need to control my strength for this delicate technique so don't move or I might miss"
My pupils shook with fear and I tried my best to move, to escape, to avoid this torture but all I could do was shake the chair which caused it and me to fall down with my back against the floor
He appeared in front of me with his sick smile and said
"Hey, hey, hey, didn't I say no moving? What if you cause me to miss and accidentally kill you?"
'Is that a threat? Does he mean that he will let me live if I sit through this?'
"Hey, say something" He looked at me right in the eye while pouting like a little kid
"…O-ok"
"Good"
He grabbed me and put me back in place, after that he took my hands and placed them on a desk he had grabbed from the background
He picked a nail on his one hand and the hammer on the other and was ready to hammer them in
"Ahh…"
I pulled my hand back out of instinct
"Hey… do you want me to miss?" He said while staring at me with killing intent
"S-sorry"
I put my hands back at the table
"Well, here goes the first one!"
As he said that he had put a nail on my finger and was ready to hummer it in
"N-no!"
I pulled my hands back again
I couldn't do it, I just couldn't
"Fucking hell" He said with an annoyed voice. He then took both my arms with his hands and twisted them to the extreme
"AAAAARGHhh" I screamed at the top of my lungs that still hurt from the punch. The pain was incredible, nothing like I had ever felt before
"I told you to stay still"
He then took the nail and just thrust it in with his hand
"AAArgh"
"Well… this is certainly easier hahaha. How'd ya like that you fucker" He said while raising his voice
He then took one nail after another and pierced my fingers one by one until there was one nail in each finger and after that he started hammering them all over my body
While I was suffering I kept thinking about my actions
'Why did I go and help those people? Why did I risk my life for strangers? This isn't like me, why did I do something like that?'
I couldn't remember my past but I knew for a fact that I wasn't the kind of selfless hero I tried to be back then. If I went back in time I would never choose to feel so much pain for these people…I didn't know I had the ability to feel so much pain
But at least they escaped…no…As I spent more and more time in this place I started hating that man more and more
He was right; that fire would most likely be nothing to John Brown and it would be better for just one of us to get captured than everybody but still… I still loathed him, maybe even more than John. It was an irrational hate albeit a strong one
But slowly, as the pain became worse and worse and I gradually lost all hope in escaping, all thoughts and emotions such as anger and sadness faded, my eyes became emptier and I no longer tried to pull my hands back, I had accepted that there was no escape from the pain… but… it's ok right? I would be spared at the end right? I foolishly believed that
"Hahahaha, you have some pretty nice reactions kid" He said, grabbing me from the chair, tearing apart the rope that tied me to it
He threw me on the ground and took out a glass bottle containing red liquid which he poured down on my body. I suddenly felt warm and a sense of relief I had never felt before
I felt like my flesh and bones were being healed at an incredible rate. It was an amazing feeling that unfortunately lasted for too short
"Wouldn't want to ruin your body on day one, don't worry we are going to have a lot of fun till I let you go"
He then left, finally leaving me alone in the room
"Ah…"
It seemed like this situation was too much for me as my vision started to fade out and my thoughts became clouded
I passed out