19. Torture Chamber

A steel chair was bolted in the middle of a cold room with white tiles as walls. Two people were there. One was wearing a lab coat and knee-high boots, taking something from the black-mated rolling table with a frown on his old face. While the other was cuffed to the chair, dishevelled with lack of sleep and some bruises.

It was Jed. He nodded off.

But the man in a lab coat looked up and slapped him in the face. “Don’t sleep.”

Jed’s eyes were blank with dark circles under. The lab-coated man pulled at his hair and flashed him with a light, jerking him to wakefulness.

“To endure this level of torture for three days... “ the white-coated man wondered, lifting up a syringe with unknown liquid inside. “However, there’s sure to be a limit.”

Jed couldn’t do anything but see as the white-coated man injected him with unknown drugs. “…ugh.”

“I’ll ask again.&rdq

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