122: Rescued.

As the realization of their intentions hit me, panic surged through my battered body. I couldn't let them leave me here to suffer further, to find another method to extract information from me. I had to find a way to survive.

My panic must have sent my system into overdrive, coupled with the fact that the survival instincts which fed me hope to keep going had been stolen forcefully from under my grasp, so my body began to react and cave in the way it should have long ago, as I realized that I was completely doomed and alone.

My breaths came out in shallow, weak attempts, and my hands shook uncontrollably. I suddenly realized that one of my ears was blocked, and deaf at the moment and the other kept ringing faintly, dulling the sounds around me to nothing more than a buzz as more blood dropped onto my nose, then onto my lips from my head, the rough way I landed must have split open the wound more.

Darkness slipped into my vision instantly, as though it had been waiting patiently for