Lesley was dragged out of the room into a poorly lit room to be tortured.

The silver chain that was used to tie his hands behind was untied as he was tied in between two strong poles.

Even though his legs screamed weak and his body worn out, he still managed to keep himself up. His hands could barely stay upright.

Lesley had tried to stop himself from thinking about his family but it was almost impossible for him not to think about them. He wondered how mother would be at that moment. He thought of Sofia and wondered if things would ever be the same if he ever makes...