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Keep running. Just keep running. They won’t catch you if you keep running. He can’t catch you.
Oh no. No no no no no.
You woke as an intense feeling of dread entered your body. Your dream felt so real, like it really happened, but you didn’t remember it happening.
You didn’t remember anything. Where you were, where you came from, who you were. You closed your eyes and tried to focus, tried to grasp anything close to a memory, but found nothing.. except that dream.
You reopened your eyes, searching the room for clues as to where you were. You came to realise that you were restrained in a terribly uncomfortable chair.. table.. thing?
“Well this can’t be good.”
You shook your arms and legs, desperately trying to free yourself. No matter how hard you tried, nothing worked. Tears began to stream down your face.
“Help! Somebody please help!”
You sobbed, screamed, made as much noise as possible, but to no avail. No one could possibly hear you in this room.
Just as you were about to give up hope, you heard the door whoosh open, and saw as a ginger-haired man appear in front of you. He was so pale, ghost-like even. His face held no emotion, it was almost intimidating. Almost.
“Oh thank the Force, can you tell me where I am? Or help me out of this?” You asked the man.
Slap.
“You will speak when spoken to. Do I make myself clear?” He paused, waiting for an answer. You nodded your head as more tears ran down your face. “Good then, now tell me Y/N, where is the new Resistance base?”
“Y/N? That’s my name?” You whispered to yourself, which earned you another slap. “I don’t know what you’re talking about or where anything is. I don’t even know who I am!”
Slap.
“Tell me or I will make you tell me.” He threatened. A little black droid floated towards the two of you. It had all sorts of different tools and needles sticking out of it.
Torture.
“I’m being honest, I have no memory of anything! All I remember is waking up right here. Please believe me, please.” You cried out.
“I don’t believe you.” He looked at the droid and nodded his head towards you.
The pain was excruciating. You were injected with multiple different chemicals, beaten, cut, and threatened with more each time you answered.
“Fine, if you won’t tell me, I’ll have someone else get it out of you.” With that, he left you.
You couldn’t even cry. You felt numb to everything now as you bled from the deep wounds left on you.
After about twenty minutes, you heard the door open again.