The pain was excruciating, worse than the knife. I wanted to scream but nothing was coming out of my mouth. I wasn't in control of my body and I felt like I was being squeezed through a small tube that was lined with razors.
Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, I felt myself falling through the air. Although I wasn't in pain any more, my heart was racing. Surely I wouldn't make it through falling this far. I picked up speed with every second until suddenly I dropped into a bed as softly as if I had just rolled into it.
I looked at the room around me and suddenly un stood what was happening. I was being punished.
"Fuck," I murmured before rolling over and going to sleep.