Staggering bloody and battered out of their lair, he is confused, baffled and empty. They racked him, beat him and tortured him. They led him through a never ending , ever confusing labyrinth of twisted mind games. Mangling distorting and completely warping his view of reality. He will never again be able to distinguish between truths and lies, facts and fiction, reality and fantasy. He is forever slaughtered. Mentally unstable. They took out his brain and put it back in up side down. Thinking straight is not even a memory anymore. The purged his brain of every memory ever recorded. Memory isnšt even a memory. The only images still branded in his brain are the confused images of being lost in the never ending labyrinth if his own mind. They led him astray. They toyed with him, filling his head with false truths and tempting lies.
Mentally collapsed, a drooling wasteland of human flesh, they let him go to wander the streets. Staggering confused, mangled and helpless.
Would someone take him in, clean him up, help him? No, probably not. No pity for the weak. He will die and not even
know it. Another slaughter house refugee.
