He had lost count of the days, the weeks, the months. Time had no meaning in this place. The only sound was the constant hum of machinery, a reminder that he was not alone. There were others here, others who were being subjected to the same torments.
The voice was all that kept him going, all that kept him sane. Blaten clung to it like a lifeline, wondering if it was real or just a product of his own desperate mind. Infernal Restraints--The Facility Blaten Lee 4...
The restraints were what kept him here, infernal devices that bound him to the wall with chains of steel. He had tried to break free, to no avail. The metal was too strong, the restraints too well-designed. He had lost count of the days, the weeks, the months
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