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Darkness. Cold. Dirt. Loneliness. Hatred. Fear.
"Oh, would you look at this," a sharp feeling of horror overwhelms me, "who let this kitty out of the bag?" asks a daunting male voice.
Whose is this voice?
"Please, let me go. You're.. hurting me," comes from a different, much closer direction. Almost as if from within me, but not quite. As if I'm a spectator, a viewer of my own personal play. My own personal tragedy.
Is this death? What is happening to me?
"You think I'm enjoying this?" I hear a loud, almost monsterous, scoff follow in an echo.
Where am I? I remember something. A woman. Where is she? Is she alright?
"Do what I say and don't run away. Or I'll have to break those pretty legs of yours," a man's voice whispers right into my ear. A coarse and petrifying voice. I can feel it on my skin, as if it's always present.
I can't handle this anymore. I need to run.
"One day, they will all suffer for the injustice that has been done to you. One day. But that day is not today, my child, and for that I am truly, truly sorry."
I did not do anything wrong. I don't deserve this.
"Bright, my dear, how can you know who to really trust if you never give anybody a chance?"
A question that haunts me and wakes dread. But why? Nothing makes sense. My limbs are being pulled in different directions. My bones are breaking. My head is twisting. Nothing makes sense. I feel glorious and divine. I feel humiliated and betrayed. The worst nightmares materialised. The most hopeful desires taken shape.
I awake.