Dimitri
I did not know how many days had passed.
Time stopped meaning anything.
I pulled against the ropes again. My wrists were raw and bleeding. The blood had dried and crusted around the rope. But I did not care about the pain anymore.
"LET ME OUT!" I screamed into the empty room. "MIKHAIL! LET ME OUT!"
There was no answer.
I let my head fall back against the pillow. My throat was raw from screaming, my voice was hoarse and cracked.
Foods sat on the floor near my bed, untouched. From yesterday, and since two days.
Mikhail kept sending different guards to feed me.
The first one tried to force food into my mouth, but I had bit his hand very hard. His bone cracked and blood sipped out. He ran out screaming.
The second one tried to be gentle, begging me to ea
