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... and I didn't care. I stopped caring about anything a long time ago, and that includes my own existence.
I stopped counting time. I knew I was trapped in my mind since it was all that was truly left of me. I could always feel the disgusting things they injected into me; that corrupt energy that constantly tried to swallow me seemed less bad than how disgusting I constantly felt.
I felt the pain and agony of the tortures for a long time. This was before I gave up resisting. It was ...
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