44The world at the moment stopped for me. I couldn’t move or breathe or see anything past that point. I felt my shoulders shaking. Or was it someone was shaking my shoulders. If this was a night mare, I begged for the person to shake me harder. To get me out of this hell.
“As miserable as it is to watch you emotionally plummet,” The smart a*s Captor spoke, “We are far from finished. The boss requires a little more…how can I put it…”
“EMPTINESS,” He added, “That’s it! We need more of that.”
He grabbed my wrist and the scene changed again. I was in a gown. On a bed.
The windows were open letting the cold air in and it was dark outside. The ‘me’ that was on the bed had a very noticeable blood stain on the gown in the abdominal area. The face was deathly pale. Past ‘me’ was a bleeding cada
