I woke up to a sudden loud noise, only to find myself locked inside a dimly lit cell with iron bars all around. A strange man stood before me, trembling in fear, quietly telling me to be quiet. Distracted by his words, I cried out for help. In response, he grabbed my throat and violently raped me. From that day on, I remained imprisoned in this cell. I don't know how much time has passed, but my dark, overgrown armpit hair bore witness to the long duration of my captivity. The man came every day, raping me repeatedly. His acts were more than mere violence—they gradually took control of my mind.