Two days had passed since the first bout of drug withdrawal hit Shelia.
The room echoed with her heart-wrenching screams, and the chains binding her limbs clanked against the bed.
"Please, save me. I was wrong."
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Eventually, she screamed in despair, "Juan, why are you doing this to me? What did you inject me with?"
Juan stood on the other side of the room, looking down at the timer in his hand.
The first bout of pain lasted about three hours. During that time, Shelia went from excitement to madness. It was painful but not fatal.
Shelia collapsed on the bed, her eyes sunken and surrounded by dark circles. After being locked up and tortured for days, she looked like a withered husk.
Confirming the end of the first stage, Juan rose from the sofa. He had already prepared a nutritional supplement, which he blended into a juice and poured down Shelia's throat.
Shelia choked, feeling like her insides were being ripped out.
These days, Juan had been feeding her high-protein nutrients, fearing she might die. But the mixture tasted like slops.
She was being treated like an animal and barely surviving.
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