385 Silent Torturer (2)

**Warning: Vivid depiction of pain, torture, gore and self-harm. Reader's discretion is advised.**

The next moment, Ashton opened his eyes he saw a familiar, yet long-forgotten sight. He looked around himself to make sure he wasn't wrong, and he wasn't. 

"What am I doing here?" Ashton mumbled before slowly getting off his bed, "Why am I back in the enclosure? The last thing I remember-"

The moment he tried remembering what he had been doing before waking up, it felt his head would burst at any moment. The pain was immense, but he pushed through and remembered bits and pieces of memories. However, they almost felt like he was trying to remember a dream rather than some kind of past. 

His head felt like it would burst if he thought about his past anymore. So, he decided to drop it for now. Once that was done, he walk over to the mirror to take a good look at himself. To his surprise, he couldn't see anything in the mirror. There was no reflection of him.