Under the intense glare of a bright, white overhead light the torturer’s shadow looms large, waiting to inflict unbearable anguish.
“Please…I…don’t…” I force myself down onto the cold brown leather, eyes darting towards the door. Dare I make a break?
Too late; his masked face hovers over my own and I feel the needle sting as he injects the drug. My fate is sealed.
“Open wide.” The drill whines and the dentist begins to fill my tooth.