Chapter 39

Nakahandusay lamang ako sa lupa, naiinitan at pawisan.

Bruises. Wounds. Swollen Skin. I could feel all of them piercing through my bones. They were all over my body—making me hug the pain like I was hugging a gigantic rose bush filled with thorns.

What could've I done to receive such treatment?

I was blindfolded. There was none I could see but oblivion overpowering my sense of sight—subduing my other senses, rendering them useless. My wrists were tied closely with chains as well as my feet. The more I moved, the more pain I'd feel.

Kanina lang, humihiyaw ako. Humiyaw ako nang humiyaw, pero ni isang tunog mula sa paligid ko'y wala akong marinig. It was plain silence, and who would've thought that silence could fuck