Edgar looked at the monitor. His gaze held a depth that no one could reach. This has been going on for some time now. Jasmine sat in an enclosed white-walled room.
The sound system was at its highest volume. Fixed on the wall was a TV set that displayed something that could be considered a nightmare for any victim of abuse. Jasmine was no different.
The blaring music stimulated her Senses making her feel the pain a thousand times more. This was her training. It wasnt physical rather one that was meant to build her mental resistance to pain.
She has been confined in that room for over 48 hours already. Her hands and feet were chained to the wall but there was enough space for her to move freely. Even so, her position hardly changed for the past two days.
On the first day, her screams had resonated and echoed in the room. If one heard it, they would know that it came from her soul. Unfortunately, it was swallowed by the loud music.