Many types of Hell.
Revon POV I sat here in the dark alone, everything ached, my muscles beginning to seize from lack of use. I'd finished the last of the food yesterday morning, the water was almost gone, the blanket smelt of mold and I badly needed to relieve myself but was to exhausted to move. The darkness had become suffocating, the silence deafening, I wanted so bad to hear anything even for Nael or Amy to return, their bickering and arguments. Some think hell is only pain, but it can be too much noise, too much silence.. too much time without stimulation. I'd suspected it had been about a week, I couldn't be sure as there was no light changes to tell me, so instead I'd had to guess. My head throbbed, the tension from my restrained arms and wings travelling to my skull, sharp pains pulsed though
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