And then, there were the experiments. Blaten remembered the pain, the searing agony as they probed his mind and body. He remembered the faces of his tormentors, their eyes hidden behind masks of white.
He waited, day after day, for the voice to speak again. He waited for the chance to escape, to break free from the infernal restraints that bound him. And when that chance came, he would be ready. Infernal Restraints--The Facility Blaten Lee 4...
But he also remembered something else. A voice, a whisper in the darkness. "You are not alone, Blaten Lee. You will escape. You will be free." And then, there were the experiments
The visions grew stronger, more vivid. Blaten began to wonder if this was what madness felt like, if this was the end of his sanity. He didn't know if he wanted to hold on or let go. He waited, day after day, for the voice to speak again
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 darkness was suffocating, a living entity that wrapped itself around Blaten Lee like a shroud. He had been trapped in this place for what felt like an eternity, with no memory of how he got here or what he had done to deserve such a fate.