They had taken me out of that cell for some reason.

I was now in a bedroom with no windows and dim lighting. They hadn't tortured or beat me up for two days now but that did nothing to the pain and swelling all over my face and body.

I pulled the covers closer to me and tried to snuggle more under the sheets. I wanted to disappear and reappear somewhere else. I just wanted this torture to end.

The bedroom door opened and a woman walked in.

She offered me two pills and a bottle ...