There was a "clang" sound as the iron door was being closed. In the dark and damp basement, a rickety old man was shackled and clinging to life. Under the dim light that seemed to be running out of electricity, the smell of disinfectant filled the entire narrow space.
Whenever I close my eyes at night, the nightmare in my mind is like a vine that suffocates me. When I wake up from the nightmare, I have to punish you for what you have done. Only the pain of your body can slow down the missing link in my heart.
Dear Father, I will return all the sins you have put on our bodies to you one by one.