She looked regretful while she was doing it, but under the stern and uncompromising gaze of Thomas, she could not do otherwise. My food was forced into my mouth and throat through the tube, making me retch and shiver with revulsion at having to swallow the gooey stuff, but eventually, the hose was removed, and a cap was screwed onto the fitting. They came to stand before me, and I stared up in enforced silence while they again stood to ‘attention’.
With no visible emotion, Thomas then read aloud the process that would soon occur. It was horrifying! Babs began to tremble at what she was hearing. I knelt, chained between the fixing bars, and as he progressed through the document that detailed how I was to die, I began screaming mindlessly into my gag. It was the most awful thing I have ever
