Sequel to Beg Harder!
Charles is now alive and back on top. Stronger and way angrier! He has proven that he is still the most powerful person on the planet because he possesses the most sought-after human cell repair nanobots known as Nanogex.
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Once again, I find myself in Charles's hands. This is the second time he has caught me and brought me back. I'm completely frightened of what's about to happen to me and, most significantly, my son. For weeks or maybe months at this point, I have been imprisoned in this massive dark grey room with a matching dark grey bed and bathroom on the other end.
I'm no longer sure, and I have no concept of the passage of time. It was just my son Anthony who was on my mind more than anything. I've sobbed and shouted nonstop for someone to come and talk to me. I have expected Charles to be very excited to give me the pending punishment he has mentioned, but no one has ever come to speak to me. In fact, I have not had a single person come to see me. If this is the torture he's talking about, it's working slowly.
The tray of food is being served by some type of sophisticated smooth mechanical box that illuminates in color blue whenever it pops in and out of the wall. I have no appetite, and it's bizarre as I don't feel any hunger. A few times I threw my food on the floor for someone to come in but no one. I have tried to get their attention by doing this seven more times till they started smoking the room for me to sleep, only to clean up the place. It was making me feel dizzy with such hazy vision for hours.
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My confidence in this was shattered when I was repeatedly drugged by individuals who I had never seen or felt before. I made the decision to rethink my move and maintain my composure. I attempted to sing the songs that I used to sing to Anthony simply to keep myself sane since being alone for such extended periods can be pretty unnerving, especially when I miss my little Anthony.
I have never stopped crying, and I miss my son so much. I can imagine him with more muscular limbs and walking already. The first time I found out I was pregnant with him, I got so scared, but now that he's not with me, it's even way scarier.
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