It takes some time for her to wake. She feels twice as dizzy and lightheaded as the first time she woke up in this room. She wants to move but can't, or not very well. There's a constricting pressure around her legs and wrists. She's chained, she can hear the metal clanking and rubbing against each other.

Her wrists are tied above her head, she's sitting up straight on top of the table towards one of its edges, her legs chained by her calves against the legs of the table. While searching for her senses to come back to her she can feel something hovering over her, as if to devour her soul. As her eyes come into focus she realizes she has on that stupid outfit Gabriel Reyes bought and that he is the one standing over her. He's causing that sense of despair in her soul. Sombra struggles against the chains trying to wiggle away from him but isn't successful.

"You're awake," he says in a flat tone.

"And you're gross," she huffs.

Gabriel rubs his hands all over her stocking covered thighs. The tops of the stockings are covered in ruffles that he strums his thumbs across occasionally. He squeezes her thighs forcing a yelp out of her. He's amused. Humiliation might get her to talk.

Sombra's cheeks are bright red and sweat is dripping down her forehead. She doesn't want to look him in the eyes, but Gabriel grabs her chin causing her to look straight ahead. Her lips are pale and her breath can be felt on his hand. Slow and steady. Time to disrupt it.

Leaning in close, Reyes plants a kiss on Sombra's lips eventually forcing his tongue into her mouth. Sombra's pleas of distaste are muffled out by his tongue playing with hers. She doesn't like it. Instinctively, she bites down on his lip. He backs away in pain. There's a bit of blood dripping down his bottom lip and he is furious. Reyes slams his hands down next to her thighs on the table. Sombra whimpers. His eyes are cold and empty. "Quit fighting me damn it," he says as he begins to wrap his hands around Sombra's throat. She can't seem to take him seriously.

Releasing her throat, Gabriel pulls at the top of Sombra's baby doll shirt, its translucent, you can see her breasts through it. However, he wishes to see all of her and reveals her nude bosom. Reyes squeezes her supple breasts. They fill into his palms without issue. Massaging her curvature, he occasionally tweaks and pinches Sombra's nipples.

Reyes frantically moves his hands all over her body. Sombra fades in and out of this moment, the lack of food and water she's received has finally caught up to her. She's faint. Fading in and out she does notice that he is whispering in her ear. Whispering sweet things as though she is his lover. Maybe she is imagining things now. Her eyelids fell, they're heavy. Gabriel pats her cheek to keep her awake, "Wake up." Lifting up her head and slowly opening her eyes she quietly states, "I'm starving and you haven't given me any water."

He's angry at her, but is also understanding. Her body will completely give out at this rate. Lenient he removes the chains from her calves and wrists. Carefully lowering her down with her back against the table. She's like a doll to him. Her skin practically has no blemishes and her cheeks are always lightly flushed with pink. He leaves her as is in order to get her something nutritious immediately.

It takes a hour max for him to return with something for her to eat. He brought a bag filled with fruit and a bag of potato chips for her to use for immediate energy. He walks to the table he left her on. She's still there. Her hair is covering her face and she's completely sprawled out. Although she looks like a train wreck she's still breathing. He picks her up and places her against one of the walls in the room. Her eyes hardly follow him across the room as he brings the bag towards her. Before he sits down next to her, he removes his black shirt showing off his well taken care of physique. If Sombra wasn't as exhausted she would be admiring his body without hesitation. This dead man has really kept himself in shape. Kneeling down, Reyes slowly begins to remove the stockings he put on her. Sombra retracts her body away from him the best she can to avoid further physical contact, but she's not strong enough to succeed. Ignoring her pathetic attempt to avoid him, Reyes also removes her baby doll top that ties at the front. In place of the lingerie she had on, Reyes covers her by placing the t-shirt he was wearing on her. It's clearly oversized, but it will work for now.

Finally sitting down next to her, he pulls out a canteen that he carries with him. It's small but he doesn't want to overwhelm her. Reyes helps her drink from it because he knows her wrists aren't strong enough to hold anything. Quenching her thirst was easy. Feeding her might be a challenge. Opening the bag Reyes pulls out a vine of green grapes. He picked fruit that aren't difficult to eat. Plucking one grape off of its stem at a time he would introduce them to Sombra's mouth. She's unsatisfied, but she knows she has to eat. Sombra finishes about 10 before stopping, she would really prefer actual food.

Because she stops eating Reyes glares at her. "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to eat that," she replies annoyed.

"Then what do you want?" he sneers.

"To leave asshole."

"We both know that's not an option," he rolls his eyes, "Be more realistic."

"How bout you be more realistic and tell me where I'm at!" she shouts. Her voice is a bit frail from almost having her chest crushed, but her frustration is noticeable.

Running his fingers through her hair and smirking he answers, "Tell me your name."

She's shocked. Somehow this man Gabriel Reyes found out that she was looking into his information, but knew nothing about her. She could use this to her advantage, but she'd rather avoid making matters worse, again. "It's Sombra," she says looking him in the eyes. There's slightly more light and attentiveness in her eyes.

"Your name is Sombra?" Reyes is baffled. Something about that strange name rings a bell.

"I did just say that," she mocks him.

Holding back his frustration, he places his hands in his lap to say, "Finish eating."

"I told you I don't want to eat that," she says.

"Then what do you want to eat?" he asks.

She doesn't answer him so he grabs the bag and pulls a different fruit out for her to eat. A plum, she still won't be able to grasp it very well, but it is soft enough for her to bite into on her own.

"Do I look like a fucking rabbit?!" she's angry.

"I could feed you trash if that's what you prefer," his voice remains calm. He holds the plum up against her lips and waits for her to eat. She hesitates, but does eat eventually. It's messy. He used no napkin while feeding her. The juices from the fruit just ran down her chin and down his hand. It's sticky and unpleasant. He doesn't seem to mind however.

Sombra finishes the fruit faster than the grapes. The grapes were pretty sour in comparison. Reyes places the finished fruit down on the floor and leans in close to her. She looks at him confused and uncomfortable wondering why he's so close to her. He places a hand on her cheek and begins to lick at the juice that has slowly dried on her chin. She's twice as embarrassed now. It was bad enough having to let him feed her, but for him to clean her with his tongue was worse. She nudges him away with her shoulders. He laughs and licks some of the plum's juice off of his palm. What kind of game is he trying to play?

"How fucking weird do you get?" she's genuinely concerned.

He likes seeing her confused. He wants to make sure that she can't predict what's going to happen to her next. "I'm just reinforcing that you belong to me," he whispers to her. Her eyes open wide. Sombra knew she was going to be stuck with him for some time, but not nearly as long as what he is making it sound to be. Putting her center of gravity against the wall, she tries to slide her way up to standing. It works, but she's leaning into the wall to remain standing.

"Now what do you plan on doing?" he asks.

She wants to figure out a way she can get out of here. She doesn't want to stay with him, he's not a threat to her life, but a threat to her mental stability. There's a way to outsmart this man. She just has to find it. Find a weakness, if he has one. Underneath all programming there is a flaw. Wrapping her arms around herself Sombra takes a few small steps forward. Unfortunately, she still is not strong enough to move on her own and she stumbles. Predicting that would happen, Reyes promptly stands catching her. His arms are wrapped around her hips, he's holding her close to his body. The subtle feeling of her warmth sends him into a daze. She gets nauseous at his touch. Sombra fights out of his grip and takes several painful steps forward to fall to the floor and heaves.

Reyes approaches her with hesitation, the last thing he wants is to be covered in her vomit. He can't understand what is happening to her right now. Human emotions aren't logical to him anymore. He stands over her, looking at her small frame. "What's the matter with you?" Sombra can't believe the words that are coming out of his mouth. Is he really justifying his behavior? Does he find nothing strange or insane about this?

You!" she exclaims, "You're the problem."

He is drawn back by her words, but he isn't surprised. It's not the first time he has destroyed someone's hopes and dreams. She'll just have to adjust. "I'm a psychopath, deal with it." He won't admit that her words upset him, but he'll punish her to let her know she's in the wrong. Bending down and grabbing her by her hair, Reyes drags her back across the room and pins her against the wall. He pushes his pelvis into hers making her moan. Her entire body aches any extra pressure is a nuisance.

Reyes picks her up to place her legs around his hips. He can feel how smooth her thighs and buttocks are, its tantalizing. Sombra scratches at his face to make him let her go, but he's not phased. He hardly feels pain anymore. He rips her thong off with one hand and pins her hands above her hand with the other. She bites her lip to avoid screaming, her bruises are still fresh enough for it to hurt when touched. He lets her wrists go knowing that the pain might be unbearable and rubs his face into her hair. Sombra wraps her arms around his neck and cries into his shoulder. It's becoming impossible to keep her sanity. But, as long as she is alive there is a chance to survive this. She just has to remind herself that this is just another obstacle in her life.