An Aside
Loki felt himself being carried away by slimy arms. His head rolled over and his fingers trailed against the floor.
"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." He heard The Other's slimy voice ahead of him.
Loki was so out of everything he could barely see. There was a black cloud around his vision and he felt so weak…
"I think you will like this one very much."
Loki was laid down on something cold; metal pushed against his skin. His hands were tied above his head and something was hooked up to him and the metal frame he was laying on. It was all he could do not to pass out right there.
"Don't worry, we'll start it off low."
And then pain was shooting its way up his body. Pain like when Thor accidentally struck him with Mjolnir's lightning as a child. He felt like he couldn't breathe, like heat was working its way through him, more powerful than the last torture. And then it went away; he sank back down into the metal and breathed deeply, trying to gulp in cool air.
"We just sent an electric current through your body. A rather weak one, but don't worry. They'll get stronger."
Loki didn't have to see the awful smile that took over The Other's features. He could imagine it. A stronger pain worked its way through his body; he arched his back, trying to get away from it, but it was no good. It was inside him. He struggled against his bonds, trying to claw it out of him. He screamed at the top of his lungs asking, please, couldn't they understand? He had to get the pain out!
And then it was gone. He sank down again, breathing hard. The Other was laughing, cackling with glee. Loki just tried to get in as many cooling breaths as he could, trying to calm the heat inside of him. And then it started again, so much worse than before.