85 Test Confirmation

Maybe I was as good as dead, maybe not. All my thought was blank, I couldn't even process what they were going to do to me.

They sat me on a wooden chair in a confined room as my hands were chained tightly to my back that I could not move not even to adjust in any possible way.

"Na you Sabi vormit ehn? You been wan fight?" [You are the trouble maker huh?] One of the jailers had said as he stretched his arm which has traveled to my face with the full force he had pulled it.

The hit was hard that I would feel the heat on my face not to mention the blood that came out from my broken lips.

He would not hesitate to do it again which caused me to fall; smashed my head on the ground with the chair I was seated on.

They lifted me up with the chair again. But he will not have stopped if not for the other jailer who had intervened.

"Easy." He said as he held his palm which would have landed on my face with full force.