"Oi, open your eyes..." A sound rang inside No.7899's ears as he felt water being sprinkled on his face.
He opened his eyes and looked around.
He noticed that he was in a dark room, and only a lamp was in front of him on the table.
He was sitting on a metal chair, fully chained from all sides; one of his hands was missing, and he was feeling immense pain.
Faith was standing in front of him, with a bucket of water in her hands.
"You can speak human language, can't you?" Faith asked as she threw another bucket of water on him.
"Grrrrr-" No.7899 didn't say anything; he just growled at her.
"Yeah, I know. You just need a little motivational kick. Bring it in." She shouted.
Thud
The gate of the room opened with a loud sound, and a girl came in with a bucket of different tools.
There were tongs, blades of different sizes, salt, belts, and many more things.
'Fuck...' No.7899 thought as he looked at the equipment.
