Lara's P.O.V
I wasn't sure for how long I had been here, being tied to a metal cot that dug into my skin through the thin mattress was pure torture. The men took turns feeding me (rice and beans or dry bread and a quarter cup of tea) and offered me small sips of water. It was hardly enough to wet my parched throat and the food was just enough to hold off hunger pains.
I didn't know whether it was day or night as the room I was being held in was in constant darkness until it was either feeding time or bathing time... bathing time was the worst. A bucket of cold water got splashed over my head while I stood in a small metal bath in my underwear, then I was roughly dried and tied back on the cot.
The torture started slightly... from tiny insects that burned when I was bitten, to spiders cr
