Just wanted to try something so i wrote a bit.

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Darkness, suddenly I feel an intense heat spreading throughout my body it’s so hot that I feel like I’m being incinerated if this keeps going on. I try to scream but no sound seems to exit my mouth, though my mind is hazy I start to remember the reason why this is happening to me. I died, the details about my death seem to slip my mind at the moment probably because I’m going crazy from the inferno that seems to melt my body.

‘Wait a minute………. Melt?’ How can a body melt I wonder. No, no, no, no those b*stards didn’t drop my body in a bath full of acid did they, I’m hurt like hell. To keep my mind from falling apart I need to have something to direct my emotions at. Anger starts to take root at the core of my heart, the only logical reason I can think of for my current suffering is that I’ve been betrayed. So I go mad hating my friends that make me go through this, hating the brat that stabbed me and even hating myself for ending up like this I’m trembling of anger.

*Dunin*

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“F*CK YOU GOD FIRST YOU HUMULINATE MY BODY AN TORTURE ME AND NOW YOU START JOKING AROUND WITH F*CKING BLUE BOXES!!!!”

*Dunin*

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Suddenly I feel like I’m being picked up and pulled out of the ’acid bath?’, I feel myself starting to slowly cool of giving a mental *sigh*, I feel a bit relieved thinking that my torture is finally over until……… *CLANG*

“OH NO YOU W……” *CLANG*

“What Th…” *CLANG*

“I’m So Gonna M” *CLANG*

“…ake Yo…” *CLANG*

“God D*MN” *CLANG*

*CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG………….*

Sudden Silence ‘__---^---___---^---___---^’

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‘What….. was…… that….’

I’m trying to gather to pieces of what sanity I have left trying to understand what just happened and what is going to happen. The fact that I can think and feel while being dead elude me at the moment.

I’m being thrown back into the fiery hell causing my body to heat up once again. When the burning feeling reaches my core, I know that when I give up I will be no more, I have to fight this madness and take my revenge to the one making me go through this.

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I have given up trying to understand the mystical boxes and try to focus on my surroundings, but it’s in vain. I can not see, hear, move, smell and touch, the only thing that I can feel is the heat and the feeling that makes me believe that someone is hitting me with some sort of hammer. Just when I have a feeling I figured something out I’m being pulled out of the fire and hit again and again.

After a couple of times I’m barely able to stay conscious, at that time the man that tortures me throws me into a liquid that cools me at a rapid speed. I’ve never felt so good in my entire life, I wish that I could remain in this heaven forever, but thinking I would be let of was just a sliver of hope in my broken state. Fearing that I would have to go through this again and again being broken and patched up, makes me fear of what would become of me.

If I could I would have cried, though the man continues torturing me it is bit less painful compared to what happened before and with a bit I really mean ‘a bit’. The reason for this is that the B*stard is now scraping off my skin, and trust me you don’t want to know how this feels. Fortunate for me or rather unfortunate is the fact that I can’t speak, if I could I would have screamed so hard I would’ve lost my voice anyway not that this fact cheers me up at all.

When the scraping ended I felt broken, my mind, my body I don’t care anymore all I want is peace and rest. Closing my inner eyes all I could think is ‘I wonder if my deer stew got burned’.

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