Derek
*Salvador*
It was midday when I walked out of the house Derek had kept me trapped since morning. The chains, thorns and other torture devices he had set earlier left distinct marks and injuries all over my body. The damage from the electricity wasn’t the most threatening part of his torture. In fact I was able to break free from that one without much stress. After all, I possess the ability to turn off my brain from feeling a thing.
He had set other traps that might not hurt so much but they were able to keep me locked in for hours. Luckily I still had need for my hands and feet, else I would have lost one of them in the process.
It took a while but now I understood the major reason he had kept me locked in the basement. He knows that no matter the level of traps he sets I would
