Bludgeoned to unconsciousness
Broken, not another word
I can barely seem to breathe
They want us all to suffer
Footsteps sound distant in the fog as my cold, pale body drags along the soil
Time seems nonexistent
Seconds feel like hours; days
The rope grows tighter around my hands
Behind my back
Pulling just hard enough to break the skin
We stop near the water
I feel the rope loosen
I lie motionless
The tape is removed from my eyes
From my mouth
To reveal the devil themself