“...complication… one of our men reported… something happened…” A distantly familiar voice spoke, his words fading in and out as he kept on with his report. It took her a second to realize it wasn’t his voice that was doing that, but rather her hearing was adjusting to not ringing with her own screams anymore. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed since Shayde strapped her to the table - or long she had been screaming for - but she could barely feel her body and her throat was so sore, it felt like she had swallowed a knife which was cutting her deeper and deeper every time she tried to swallow.
“Are they dead?” Shayde’s icy voice made her force her eyes open and try to focus on the conversation. She even managed to move her head - he had released it from the restraint since he seemed
