The nearly passing out Fristy happened to see that gesture, the person gestured the number 7 to her.
Fristy was almost unconscious, but upon seeing it, she suddenly felt much more awake.
She knew she hadn't been imprisoned here for long, maybe at most just two days.
Yet these short two days felt longer than two centuries for her, because it was so painful.
Upon arriving here, Fristy realized that the torturing methods she had known were simply minor compared to those here, utterly incomparable.
People here were like robots, never saying more than necessary, initially torturing her without interrogation.
Later, they finally started interrogating her, but they only asked, "Anything you want to say?"
If she said no, they wouldn't waste words, they'd resume the torture.
In these two days, none of the punishments Fristy endured were repeated, each more painful and frightening than the last, tortures beyond imagination.
