Update: I have decided to stop writing this story, due to a lack of interest and motivation on my part. Fortunately, due to the anthology nature of the book, this will not interfere with what I have written so far, so I am choosing to leave it available for any readers. Please still vote if you enjoy a chapter, so that I can learn what you like and continue to develop my writing.
What's your worst nightmare?
It could be torture, or watching your friends die. Maybe it's the slow death, losing your mind a piece at a time as you waste away.
Imagine if your pain was neverending.
The torture doesn't kill you, and you can't sleep as it keeps you awake forever. You run away as your friends are killed in front of you, only to see them again, and again, and again. Your body wastes away, but only enough for it to be agony, not enough to kill you.
You never grow old, and never die, but the pain is forever.
Welcome to the madhouse,
From the author of Datum.