Eight months later ....
Henry pov ...
Henry you have a visitor , I heard the police officer from outside telling me , I went out and sat on the table like always . I don't feel weak or anything.
I feel numb ! Numb because it has been alot of uncounted months in this hell hole and the whole system is corrupt , I have no idea that bitch had this power to manipulate the whole police department and these people here don't even do their works , drinking at work times and spitting harsh words to me now and then , beating me up and giving me new wounds and bruises .
And then they would let me bawl up on the floor bleeding while they laughed at me , and I would join them sometimes showing them that they can never break me if they wanted to. I was not even transferred or given any trials.