Hexenhammer Side Thread: Wercha and Theodbald

Theodbald lay curled up in the corner of his cell, having fixed his clothing as best as he could so that he did not show any vulnerable skin. The violation he felt was indescribable. He still did not have any tears, but if he did, he would have cried. Oh, if this nightmare would only end.

Even worse, the madman had talked about torture being in store for him later... torture: The word alone scared him. Earlier, he had just caught a glimpse of the chamber, dark and full of spikes, chains and implements of cruelty. The thought of having to experience them himself left him terrified beyond reason.
 
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