The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - Forbidden memories

After too much torture.. Zylen does not know what is happening at all. He lost it.. he cannot tell how much leaking his body has, every inch of him hurts, some if it hurts more than another, his throat hurts as he heave, how much have he forced his throat to scream.. and how hungry he is right now, to the point it hurts so much, pressing on his stomach would give a little help.. too little, but it does help. But how could he done so when he is cruelly still bound. Bound to chains for days. How bruised and abused his limbs when he throws or even try to escape. His chest hurts, even breathing hurts.. his head felt so heavy, and nouseous..it is so hard to keep his eye open, even slightly. How bruised his eye must be right now.. from sleepless nights..punchings and kickings.. crying.. even he does not want to..

Everytime.. every single time he passed out from the tortures, his master will do anything, ANYTHING to wake hime up.. he would rub salts or use pepper spray all over his wounds..he would throw a bucket of boiling water to him.. he would do anything.. anything that could force him up screaming, shrieking like it was his last breath..

His skin has been badly burned.. by ciggarates.. by hot water all over his torso. His foot has received the worst.. by burning lit fire.. his flesh could be seen at the base of his feet.. stripped away from the skin .. exposed to more pain.. grains of salts could be seen sticking to it, infact it was everywhere.. everywhere the poor slave had cuts, or torn.. even where William flayed his skin, but it was sickly filled mucb more.. like his master was so generous, to pour the whole packet into the flesh and thin muscles inside..

His fingers felt so cold.. the blood that has previously came from his missing nails has dried.. leaving gruesome paint all over his fingers.. how much puss and infections he must have had all over him now

A small pool of blood could be seen from where he lay his head. But most part of it was not from his head.. it was from his ear.. his right ear has been cut by scissors.. one slices after another.. until it was almost completely gone.. and William has went so far by drilling the same ear.. leaving Zylen with single sided deafness..

How scared Zylen was.. how loud he screamed.. how much he had begged.. it does not mean anything but trauma that will stay permanently with him until he die..

Before he knew it. He had passed out again. After what felt like a single blink, he crack his eye open narrowly. He saw something that was bothering him just now. It was a mouse.. right at his head, when He blinked, the mouse run away instantly.. the mouse must had mistaken him ad a corpse.. just how much of a deadman he must have seems like right now.. He saw his own pukes all over him..

He wants to die

But there is no escape.. nothing ..

When was the last time he face above like this, hoping just to die..That would be too many to count

..but that one memories are slightly different from others.. he could remember yellow lights.. it was so bright.. too bright. When did he..had such memories? Why he suddenly swollen by fear just to try recalling it? Like something really terrible took place.. like a memory he wants to forget what was it.. ? No he should not remember.. this memory is fearful.. he should not dwell into his head too much.. no.. but he was too tired to stay awake.. too weak, his body cannot take it any further.. he could tell, this time he could really tell his end is near..

As his consciousness slowly yet so welcoming for some rest seeping out from him, flashes images, some of it are videos, filled his head as if he is watching a movie..

He saw dogs, he saw when he was dragged, poles? Fench? A horse.. he heard himself screaming

' "GAK!!- ARKKKKK!!!!