"How far you can deal with the pain?", asked the guard. He kept his foot on my leg injury. The blood keeps flowing like a waterfall. A scream rose from my chest involuntarily. He smirked at my plight. I wasn't given any food or water. But it wasn't an issue for me. I could deal with the hunger and thirst. But I couldn't deal with my pain not anymore.
" Why can't you just release me and then hit me?", I questioned him.
"Because then it won't be any more fun. You may try to fight me and I have to defend myself. Not that I couldn't defend but it will be quite tiresome. Don't you think so?", he asked me.