A Day in the HELL...

Sitara slowly tried to lift her painful eyelids getting ready to survive one more day in this hell. Those metal cuffs excruciating grip on her wrists and ankles to the bones which indicates her malnourishment. Her eardrums resonated by the screams of the girl who has been tied exactly like being feasted by the monsters. 

This is her everyday routine. 

She still remembers the very first day she came into consciousness after the accident took place. Her hands and legs were locked in metal cuffs which were embedded on the steel wall like an X. She was wearing nothing but her inners. The room was like this cold storage type of place and the cold air tickled bare skin rising goosebumps. While examining the room, she could see that the only ventilation the room has is the centralized vent on the ceiling which is 12 feet higher, and like her locks, there were 4 more on the walls facing each other.