Draven's eyes fluttered open, but all he saw was an impenetrable darkness. The sharp pain on the back of his head reminded him of the brutal blow he had received. He tried to move, but his body felt heavy and sluggish, as if he was chained to the darkness itself.
Recalling the guard's words about the "dark room," Draven realized he was trapped in one of the prison's most feared punishments. The darkness was suffocating, and there wasn't a single glimmer of light to be found. Even the blinking light on his collar, which had been a constant presence since his arrival, was turned off, leaving him utterly blind in this inky void.
The dark room was notorious among the inmates, a place where the most unruly and defiant were sent to face their isolation and torment. Many who had spent weeks in this pitch-black abyss had lost their minds, driven to madness by the lack of light and human contact. It was a psychological torture designed to break even the strongest of spirits.
