Pov Hana:
I don't know how long I stayed in the darkness and I didn't care. I knew I was dead and I didn't care. I stopped caring about anything a long time ago, and that includes my own existence.
I stopped counting time. I knew I was trapped in my mind since it was all that was truly left of me. I could always feel the disgusting things they injected into me; that corrupt energy that constantly tried to swallow me seemed less bad than how disgusting I constantly felt.
I felt the pain and agony of the tortures for a long time. This was before I gave up resisting. It was a reflection of the life I led, fighting first and thinking later. But I realized I deserved that torment, and it was when I stopped resisting that I found myself trapped in my own mind, still feeling that pain for a long time.
