Evolution
Arter was strapped to a chair, biting tightly on a piece of leather as his body experienced multiple excruciating jolts. Sparks flashed around his hair and his fingernails, and he did his absolute utmost to free himself of his binds, but it was no use.
He knew nothing about the world save for pain. For a very brief moment, the blasting sound of a siren going off across the research facility was able to pierce through the cloud of pain that covered his mind. But it was only for a second. Then the overwhelming pain returned, and it continued for eternity.
But even mired in pain that originated from the very depths of his being, Arter's resolve never wavered. He never wished for release. He never wished for death. He did not even wish for the pain to be over. He simply waited… until it was.