Kaul sat in the darkness. His body hurt from the torture of the electrical current that was so frequently pushed through him. He wasn't sure how much more he could take.
His throat hurt from the feeding tube being shoved down his throat and then ripped out roughly repeatedly. The back of his head hurt from being slammed against the wall behind him to shove the tube inside his throat. Kaul didn't know how many times a day he was being fed. If he knew, he could guess how long he'd been in the freezing room, sitting in the dark and chained to a wall.
Kaul's limbs were sore from being in the same position for too long. Everything hurt. The shackles that bound his wrists and ankles rubbed the skin raw. He would feel the blood dripping to the floor.
Peering through the darkness, he tried to see where he was. He didn't know; It was too dark.
