Literature
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Ever heard of revenge? asked the doctor.
Yes. Now let me go, I snarled through clenched teeth. I twisted, trying to break the chains binding me to an uncomfortable wooden stake. They rattled, metal against metal, sounding like a skeleton performing ballet.
The doctor chuckled, looking at me intently, I see I have a feisty one today, slowly he connected more tubes into me, I winced each time he hastily injected a needle under my skin. I spat at him, disgusted by his manipulative tricks that got me here in the first place. He whirled around, grabbing my jaw and snapping my face to the side. He came