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My greatest fear is that one evening I'll be walking down the lane coming home from a nice get-together with the boys and I'll hear a small yet distinguishable rustle in the bushes. I slowly halt and turn around to discover standing behind me two dangerous looking brutes sporting an unfavourable grin. I run for the nearby gate and try to defend myself by punching one to the ground and repelling the attacks of the other but eventually they overcome me, tie me up, gag me, and throw me into their van like I am common trash. I get transported to a dark, cold, basement and they begin to treat me like some sort of punching bag fleshlight hybrid. I am burned with cigarettes, choked by their belts, drowned in icy cold water, violated and beaten - the days now feel like years and the thought of ever being free again slowly fades away while the hope of each day will be my last grows stronger... My body has been tortured, my soul is being destroyed, and I can now pass wind much easier. That shit f**king freaks me out.