I can’t see properly.
Where am I?
It’s the nightmare again.
Or reality.
I don’t know at this point.
There are people.
Voices.
Men.
Touch.
Someone gabs me.
I have to move.
I have to.
I need to get away.
Far, far away from him.
But I can’t.
More touch.
Pain.
Something in me.
Again.
And again.
And again.
A hand around my throat.
I can’t breathe.
Something spreads my jaw.
I close my eyes.
I can’t.
Something is hammering in my mouth and throat.
I choke and gag.
But I am not allowed to.
Pain.
