Chapter 8.

The first thing that Rey felt, waking up in pitch darkness was pain. That's just not posthumous. And he did not lie on the grass, as it was before, but on a flat surface. Wooden?

Rey could not think about his position for a long time, gradually recovering himself, he realized that the pain was also intensifying and after a few seconds he began to scream.

But the sound that he made was drowned out by a gag that tightly muted the mouth. The very first attempt to move come with a pain in all joints, as if they were pierced. Not daring to move any more, Rey continued to scream in a muffled voice, as the pain spreading throughout the body was unimaginable. It was only the head that could move freely, but because of the surrounding darkness, the guy could not tell where he was.

Only for a dozen seconds, he was able to hold out, overpowering the agony because of which his whole body shook, even more aggravating the torment. And then Rey just fainted.

He woke up from the bright light, which penetrated even through the eyelids. Trying to open his eyes, Rey immediately closed them back, fearing to go blind. But he noted the back streets of consciousness - there was no pain anymore. "Is it really such a realistic dream!?" Now he only wished that he was right and the agony experienced was a dream, but ... When the light began to weaken, Rey opened his eyes and realized that, as before, he could only move his head. Gradually clarifying the review gave him the opportunity to better assess his position and after a moment he missed more than one blow... In the short time he was examining his body, he realized that he was actually hammered with metal stakes into a wooden platform. In each foot, knee, elbow, shoulder, wrist ... Rey saw only the ends of the stakes, but he was sure that they passed through the bones. "What is it !?" Secondly the joy that he, for some unknown reason, didn't feel pain was replaced by overwhelming fear and despair.

Tearing of the surrounding silence, breathing became discontinuous and hoarse. The guy could not take a frightened look away from the limbs that were deprived of any opportunity to move. The clouded mind tried in vain to find a way to salvation, but the transformation was the only thing that came to his mind. The problem was that even by changing the appearance he could not escape, because the wounds of the joints would not have disappeared anywhere.

The guy tried to think as quickly as possible, but the constant fear distracted him. He had already found a solution - once again commit suicide and be reborn. Let him have to endure the death agony for the third time, but Rey never doubted that the current situation was much worse than potential death.

He was about to turn into tildas, whose body was the most fragile, when he noticed a movement to his left. The human-like, but completely bandaged body of the creature frightened Rey even more. And when the guy noticed a wooden tray with tools, the purpose of which was crystal clear to him, he realized that he began to cry. Attempts to speak with a closed mouth were similar only to incoherent moans, to which the creature did not respond. Rey even thought for a second that it was not able to hear because there was not a single place on his entire body that was not covered with a thick layer of thick white bandages. But if it possessed sight, then most likely hearing too.

Rey watched as the bandaged creature picked up with long fingers, a shiny, metal knife ...

The guy did not stop screaming, looking at the instrument of torture, which slowly fell on his chest. The creature made a cut a couple of millimeters deep, during the application of which the guy screamed even louder, because he felt the pain completely. Observing how his body was shredded by an unknown creation, Rey was slowly losing his sanity. One incision seemed to the tormentor a little, and he made two more, which concerned the previous one, but if the first one went across the chest, then these went down to the stomach.

Rey did not stop shouting dully, his face was completely wet with tears, but the creature next to him was clearly not worried about it. Taking a pair of all the same completely metal tongs from a tray next to it, grabbing the tips of the skin that had just been cut, began to slowly pull it down, exposing a layer of muscle. Forced to watch everything happening, Rey just screamed with all his might, slowly losing touch with reality. "What do you want from me ..." - the thought, visiting the guy's head was the last before he fainted.

The light pulled Rey out from the embrace of darkness. It was so bright that it hurt.

The clouded mind of the guy did not immediately perceive what was happening, but after a second the cry again escaped from his closed mouth. "Noooo!" When the light died down and Rey opened his eyes, the creature in bandages was already standing next to him. In his hands was a strange instrument, but the guy was not very interested in his origin. Now he tried only to move his arms and legs, but all attempts were in vain, he could only move his head, and the rest of the body was so firmly nailed to a wooden platform that the guy was only able to watch with bitterness how his limbs are contracting bone piercing stakes.

Looking again at his torturer, Rey noticed a blue flame above his palm, where the tip of the strange device was placed. A second later, the fire went out, and the top of the instrument turned bright red. Without expecting a second, the creature slowly brought it to the boy's chest, stopping an inch from the skin. Frightened to lose his pulse, Rey did not even notice that there was not a trace of past torture left on him. The creature carried out some kind of manipulation with the tool and one of the layers of its topping shot forward.

Rey yelled and beat his head against the platform on which he lay, without even noticing that the surface under his head was unexpectedly soft. All the muscles on the body of the guy swelled, breathing became so heavy that it ceased to resemble a human one, but rather some kind of bestial rattle.

At the same time, the second layer of the torture instrument fell on his chest, thus covering an even larger area. The guy's mind could not bear the new flash of pain and he lost consciousness again.

Rey did not know how long he had been blacked out, but his next awakening was again accompanied by a bright light. "Why is this happening? Did this creature live in that house? "The moment after awakening was the only time when his consciousness was not fully awake and there was a place for something other than fear and pain, giving the guy an opportunity to think more or less soberly. The creature, as before, was already in the room, holding the same tray in its hand. Glancing at him for a moment, Rey immediately turned away, noting that there were no burn marks on his body. "It also heals me ... So I will not die from my wounds ..." The waiting did not last long, and in the hands of his tormentor, Rey noticed another instrument of torture. The seemingly innocuous small metal tongs fell on the first phalanx of his ring finger, which was cut off a second later. The flash of pain from the cut bone was so all-pervading that the guy went berserk. "What the hell is this game!? Get me out of here! "A strange creature, holding up the tip of his finger in front of Rey's eyes, with a flick of the wrist threw him somewhere in the back of the room. The forceps moved upward silently cut off the next part of the finger, strengthening the screams by one more order. Five minutes passed.

On the right hand of Rey there was only a thumb, but to his own regret, the guy did not faint. After every three clicks of the forceps - and consequently the loss of a finger, the creature did something with his hand, stopping the blood and dulling the pain.

A minute later, the right hand was done away with no fingers left.

Instead of screaming, the guy's throat was broken by some hoarse sounds, which also brought him pain. Rey prayed with all his heart that the creature would not pass to his other hand, because the pain from losing fingers began to slowly subside after the creature stopped the blood coming from the wounds

The boy's pleas were heard, the bandaged creature put the bloodied forceps back on the tray. Hope settled in a beating like a mad heart, shattering into pieces, when a strange creature took out a huge knife.

The fear in Rey's eyes was so distinct that it could materialize. Comfortably seized the weapon, his tormentor with one precise stroke deprived the guy of his arm below the wrist, which was hammered into a metal rod. The last thing Rey saw was a splash of blood dripping from the knife, which the creature literally vomited from the table. Together with the stump of his hand ...

Another flash of light was for the guy, like a call from hell. "Just let me die." "Why this crap grabbed me!? It's not even trying to communicate with me! "The guy's thoughts were interrupted, with the appearance of his tormentor, with whom he held in his long fingers something like a drill, which brought him closer to the fear-filled eye of Rey...

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"For how long am I already here?" Month? Maybe two? No. Longer ... " Clear thoughts were rare for the current Rey. Sometimes, after waking up, he didn't even open his eyes, simply enduring agony before falling into oblivion. But as time went on and the guy ran into a problem - he stopped losing consciousness.

No, not only was Rey fully accustomed to the pain, but now he could endure even hours of torture. In the beginning, he even began to consider how many ways there were to hurt the body.

After seven hundred the guy stopped doing it. It is worth noting that the creature has never been repeated its tortures, but this does not mean that some of its tortures were easier than others. In those moments when Rey could still think clearly, he was not thinking about anything but his escape. Previously, the guy even thought about the reasons, blamed the developers, other players, the whole damn world. But over time, he did not care and the goal was only one - to escape from here. Escape and take revenge. The wounded mind of a young guy became so fragile that it could break in one moment. Rey sincerely did not understand why he had not lost his mind yet, he never considered himself a morally strong person. In the past world, he was a great musician, like his father and grandfather. But the guy was left alone early, and the news about the disease was his last blow, although even then he continued to hold on. Thinking about it now, Rey realized that perhaps he was truly quite spiritually strong. But comparing his past and present situation, he only wanted to smile bitterly, but he could not do that for a long time. Right now, his torturer was standing over him with a familiar metal knife. "This one is needed for deep cuts ..." Rey accepted the fact that it would not be easy to escape and tried in every way to keep the mind gradually fading. For a long time, he tried everything that had come to his head. Once, the guy even almost succeeded: when a creature ripped out his ribs, he put his lung under the cut with a sharp breath, hoping that he would die from this and be reborn in an old place in the forest. But even the injury of this level did not become a problem for the healing abilities of a strange creature. In one motion, it removed the wound and continued its delicate work. The memories of the guy were interrupted by pain in the upper abdomen. As Rey thought, the incision reached almost to the internal organs, but still did not touch them. Trying to hold on with all his might, he gritted his teeth and did not scream. One day the idea occurred to him that the creature liked to watch his torment, and since then he has tried to give a minimum of emotion. It was difficult to say whether Rey was right or not, because the creature continued to cripple him just as before. But every torture suffered without unnecessary groans was for the guy a sign of his own victory. Not wanting to see what was happening, Rey closed his eyes and lowered his head. He managed to try everything, absolutely everything. The transformation was impossible, as it was his only ability, about which the creature did not know. That was the guy's last hope for salvation, which kept his mind in relatively working order. He simply did not have the opportunity to change shape and try to commit suicide, as there was no such moment in time when the creature was not near him. Several times, Rey even tried to pretend that he lost consciousness, but the torture continued.

He could not die in the human body either. The only option was to break the head on the table or act the same way as with a wounded lung, but the movements of the creature were absurd to the point, and the area under his head was covered with soft material. Then Rey came up with a plan that you can use only once. He was not sure that he would succeed at all, since there were too many factors playing against him, but he had no other ideas. And not much was capable of a crippled or, rather, hardened mind. "If it doesn't work out the first time, then I will remain a toy in the hands of this creature until I completely break." This thought has visited Rey for quite some time, and all this time he was just waiting for the right moment. And the time was long, so long that the guy even thought that the creature was able to read his thoughts, and therefore did not use the torture he needed. But ... Just now, Rey felt the creature's hand sinking inside his torso. In addition to the hellish agony and the strongest burning sensation, which, nevertheless, forced him to publish a drawn out moan, the guy felt a semblance of joy for the first time in a seemingly eternity. It was one of the features of the process of changing faces. He noticed it during his short journey, which was now barely warm in his memory. It was this fact from the scraps of the remaining memories that helped him come up with a plan of suicide. When Rey turned into a smaller form in terms of body volume, the center of his new body coincided with the center of the previous one. If he now turned into a kuring or tildas, then a new body would appear, approximately, in the region of the lower part of his chest, just where the hand of such a hated creature was. There were a number of problems. The first were the stakes that prevented him from moving. If the transformation is not possible because of them, then Rey would no longer be able to hold on to the torture. Ahand in bandages could appear outside the new body, which also completely broke the plan. Now Rey has almost forgotten that the creature is "digging" in its insides. He waited patiently for the hand to penetrate deep enough to be completely sure that an already small chance of success would increase at least a little. After almost three minutes, Rey was ready to lose consciousness, the veins appeared on his face, which was distorted beyond recognition, because the guy's stomach was no longer inside his body.

When the creature once again plunged its hand inside his belly, a split second, while the hand was as close as possible to his chest, did not slip away from Rey. He was sure that he had not forgotten how to do it. A moment later, only a small lump of brown-green wool, which was "caught" in the palm of the creature, remained in place of the human body, but after another moment, it also disappeared.