The pain was a feeling in his mind, pain could be felt by those that saw only its negative side, when you feel pain in place of someone you loved dearly, then that pondering feeling becomes a positive euphoric feeling of joy as you have spared them the hurt.
Laying on the cold wooden floor battered as ever, he still managed positive thinking. It was all his decision. He had intentionally brought it on himself to save his mother. Kendrick was well aware he might not even make it alive for long after they were out of the hellhole, to a new city, he would probably die of a fracture on the skull or a broken rib. The monster was brutal with his hits and didn't think much of his fragile body.
A tight squeeze of his windpipe was what shook him out of his thoughts. He was back to reality back
