Chapter 9 - by Jouley
Big Macca
I pull again, harder
this time on the chains that bind my wrists and chest against the
wall ive been stood against for the past who knows how many days. Too
many days, too many sights. They don't hurt me physically, no. No.
They just take another peice of little peice of my heart everytime
I'm made to watch a beating, or rape.
The last incident was the worst so far. Those bastards got to Hamster. Hamster. The youngest bohemian in my clan. She was only 12 years old, and they still forced themselves on her like animals.
And they call us savages?
I let my body sink as far down the wall as it will go, stopping when the chain catches me under my ribcage and halts my descent. I can hear footsteps approach and hope that they'll leave me be if I feign unconsciousness.
No such luck, for seconds later I hear the sound of the door to my cell opening, and a rough fist slapping my head upward.
I'm being directed to open my eyes, to watch the monitors in front of me, where no doubt another horrific act is about to be committed on one of my friends. A hand slaps me again and this time I do open my eyes, only to stare in horror at the figure on the screen.
It's Seal.