"Why?!" I shout as I hear the whip crack again. It strikes me on the back, again and again. This pain is like no other, never ending, probably worse than how they do it in H3ll. Tears flow down me face like small rivers, blinding me, and mixing with the blood that drips out of my mouth. I'm guessing they want to know the extent of my powers, but I won't show them anything. Ever since they murdered my parents, they've been treating me like a lab rat. The whip strikes again and I black out. Is there really no hope? |