How long will this take?


Startled, he awoke. A black hood covered his face. His hands and feet were tied together. His tongue was gagged and a noose condensed his neck.

Any movement made the noose tighter, and the steel around his hands and feet was more likely to cut off his hands than break. Instead he focused his mind and searched for the answer. He sifted through memories, but struggled to get past a feeling stronger than déjà vu. Finally a clue surfaced, the memory showed him showered in bullets, and a second memory showed him collapsing in poisonous gas.

He didn’t like his answer, but there was nothing else to do but wait, he wasn’t going to be the first to snap. Resisting the urge to struggle he drifted off to death… again.

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