[ Whoever took Vanessa is already gone, with time feeling as warped as space as this building. The hallway is now lined with bathtubs; some are filled with ice water while the water in others will scald to the touch. The colors are gone here, too, mirroring the halls of an old hospital.
It's past the tubs where Vanessa has been chained to the tiled wall with arms spread in a crucifix pose, though in this case it's more likely she would eventually die of suffocation or drowning, if not seizing from the shock first. A large hose has been propped up to spray cold water at her, the span of it pounding ceaselessly against her face and torso with enough force to pin her, stinging at her skin just as much as the cold burns.
With eyes clenched shut, she might turn her head to and fro with bare feet scraping at the floor in a useless attempt to keep from drowning, but as relentless as it is and with the gag still in her mouth, she can scarcely breathe and has reached the point where it's difficult to remember where she actually is. ]
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It's past the tubs where Vanessa has been chained to the tiled wall with arms spread in a crucifix pose, though in this case it's more likely she would eventually die of suffocation or drowning, if not seizing from the shock first. A large hose has been propped up to spray cold water at her, the span of it pounding ceaselessly against her face and torso with enough force to pin her, stinging at her skin just as much as the cold burns.
With eyes clenched shut, she might turn her head to and fro with bare feet scraping at the floor in a useless attempt to keep from drowning, but as relentless as it is and with the gag still in her mouth, she can scarcely breathe and has reached the point where it's difficult to remember where she actually is. ]