My eyes flickered open. I was in the white room. Again. As I looked up, I let out a shaky breath. Behind the tinted window, I could just make out his frowning face, and I could see he was searching mine, trying to piece together the puzzle of what I was thinking. I winced as u saw him reach for the button. A drop of salty sweat trickled down my forehead and landed on the polished floor in front of me. I let out a high pitched wail as a surge of electricity rushed through my body, I could even feel it at the very tips of my fingers. I titled my head upwards, locking eyes with him, trying to force him to feel guilt. Trying to get him to stop. I wished he would stop.