Erik had been trying to stay awake, but he was exhausted and starving, so he kept failing. He was not sure how long they had been keeping him a prisoner, for days and nights looked the same inside that dark room. It was filthy, the stench of urine and s**t was too much for him, and it was all Erik could do not to throw up.
But he did throw up, though. Countless of times, in fact. And every time he did, all that came out was bile.
Erik wanted to check if the door was unlocked, but he couldn't because his ankle was chained to a pipe, and the chain was too short. The metal was digging hard into his skin that it would always bleed every time he moved. One time, he tried removing the chain, but he only hurt himself even more.
Erik leaned back on the wall to keep himself awake. He tried to li
