She just hung there, like a ragdoll. Her usually light blond hair was a light brown from the dirt and sweat. Her once enthusiastic face now covered with a dark red colored blood. She would say to herself, Why? Why would they do this to her? Did god punish
her for sin? Or did fate loath her for all she was worth? All these questions swam around in her head, but no answers came. But she did know this. All of the things that happened in the last 4 years were all there fault. A broken promise would drive a sane
person crazy and a crazy person heartbroken. They caused her not to be crazy and not heartbroken, but emotionally scarred. The only light she has ever seen in about 48 months was the florescent bulbs that hung above the lab tables. The only food she
ate was only leftovers from the guard dogs, but even they were treated better then her. And the only love she gained was when she was given' a 5 minute break after every 10 experiments. She was put into this cell only a week ago. The floors, walls, and
ceiling were cold, damp concrete. The only entrance was a bolted titanium door with a mini slide opening on the top, for the scientist to see. Rats would crawl out of the cracks in the wall only to nibble at her skin. After the incident, the scientist knew that a
single cage couldn't hold her, so they stabbed her in the neck with a chloraphorm and carried her into Cell Block F. The memory of there words burned into her brain like fire. "Don't worry Max, we'll come back to rescue you before you know it"! But…they
never came. The leader, the indestructible, the invincible Max was nothing now. What was left was a Hate-Filled Maniac hungry for blood-lust.