Whimper. Scream. It went on endlessly for Kaneki. The sounds of metal clasping in on itself through flesh and the feeling of 100 tiny legs crawling through his ear. By now the only thing keeping him sane was the grueling dissonance of numbers going down by 7s.

All he wanted was for things to back the way they were, he wanted Antieku. He wanted to be immersed in the deep smell of coffee, to hear the constant chatter of the friends he had made around him, Hide's visits, the bosses tips to making the coffee, he wanted Toukas training lessons. Yet, deep down inside whatever was left of himself now, he knew things would never go back to the way they were. And he hated it.

His thoughts were brutally cut off by the tearing mangled sound of the breaking and ripping of another finger. A scream passed through his lips before his body could even comprehend himself doing so. "One hundred... Forty seven..." He muttered weakly. "Oh Kaneki... You are the best! Look how fast it grows back! More... More.. More. More!"

"No p... Please! No! No!" The ebony haired male yelled as Yamori leaned in towards him with the intent of pain. Crack. ~What was that? Maybe I'm dead?~ Kaneki thought before the searing pain shot through his entire body stemming from his right arm, the bone clearly broken and quite visible from outside his skin. His torture filled screams echoed around the room, along with a laugh.

The glass like shards shattered onto the hard ground while other found their way into unsuspecting targets. She pressed on not worrying on whether her targets were dead or wounded, all she cared about was getting to him.

The girl ran quicker, winding her way through hallways and stair cases frantically searching for her friend. "Touka!" Yelled a familiar voice behind her and she stopped and looked back. "What shitty Nishiki? I'm in a hurry!" She yelled back agitated as he stopped her on her frantic search. "Come help me you idiot!" Nishiki yelled before she heard a large thud and sighed deeply making her way towards him.

She sees his form kneeling and sweaty, obviously tired. "I'll handle this." She mutters scowling at his incapability before running at her opponent. A large man, with a bikaku kagune of light blue and yellow. It swirled slowly around him menacingly, well not for long. Soon after spotting him Touka had already practically obliterated him, her wing like kagune propelling her quickly while she let her fists do the work.

When she was all done she wiped off her hands and looked down at the man "Where is Kaneki." She said blankly glaring down at him in a way only she could, the one glare that would make a man cower under her gaze and pray for forgiveness. He gulped. "I... I don't know. Sometimes they just give the smaller guys to Yamori! I... If he has him he's probably dead by now." Her gaze turned to fire from his words and she kicked him across the room easily, already starting to search again.

"Don't worry Kaneki. I'm coming." She whispered.

Sweat dripped down his cheek mixing with tears as it slowly made its was off his now thinned and pale cheek, dripping off onto filthy and worn clothes. Yamori was gone. For now. Two Aogiri Members were silently mopping up the various pools of sweat and grime around him. He stared at their cloaks and then back at the blood. What a similar color they were... Unforgiving and desolate. He twitched. The chains had started digging far to deep into his skin. Kaneki, of course, wasn't concerned by the chains though. All he could do was count down the minuets, no seconds until the pain would start again.

All his life he was kind and quiet. Kaneki never stood out from the rest other than being alone. Other than Hide, Kaneki was alone. Yet no matter what happened he stayed kind, so why? Why. "Why?... Why? Why!" The male said starting in a whisper and ending in a scream. "Why?..." He said once more in a choked muffle of a sob.

Mid sob the door creaked open again and Kaneki fell silent staring down at the tiled blood stained floor. Yamori smirks "Start counting.