Your vision has long since blurred from all the tears you shed. Your existence itself feels hazy, unfocused, as if you 've been continuously drifting between life and death. As much as you 'd like to say that the pain became more tolerable after a while, that 's far from the truth. It just kept going on, endlessly. Over and over and

over

. You can 't even be sure that you 're actually conscious right now. Part of you wonders whether you crossed over to the other side early, and now, you 're just stuck replaying the torture on a never-ending loop.

That 's how you felt about the heinous torture Kenjaku was subjecting you to. At least, until just a few seconds ago.

When Choso stepped inside the room.