It was maybe two days after they grabbed me that they finally tried to break me. There were two of them, one the strong silent type, the other trying to be my friend.
After a few minutes of him explaining all the bad things that would happen if I didn't talk, I focused on strong and silent.
"You gonna try and scare me now?"
He stepped forward and gave me a punch to mouth. I coughed up some blood and then looked at him.
"You don't start at the mouth, victim can't speak-"
The second punch was harder, and deadly.
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