Sadistic Retribution

I’ve already lost everything that ever mattered. My guys. My best friend. My sense of who I was.

Now I’m rotting inside a hell they call The Retreat. A place built to break people. And maybe it’s working.
Some days, I don’t even want to leave. What’s the point? There’s nothing left out there for me.
They think they’ve won. They think I’m alone.
But I’ve got one thing left—rage.
I’m going to make them bleed for what they did. For what they stole.
If I claw my way out of this place, I won’t come out whole… but I will come out dangerous.
And when the time comes to choose between survival and vengeance, I’m not sure which part of me wins.
There are new faces now, more unknowns, more traps. I don’t know who to trust.

All I know is this: someone is going to burn. And it won’t be me.