The door creaked open.
Blake instinctively lifted his head.
A different person entered this time.
They wore the same heavy metallic suit as the others, this time a nice beige, completely concealing their identity.
Of course, they also said no useless words.
They walked straight toward him.
A piece of bread was shoved into Blake's mouth.
"Mmph—"
He nearly choked, which made the person simply grab his jaw to keep him in place.
"Eat properly."
There wasn't much choice.
Blake chewed with difficulty, his jaw still aching from the punches he'd received earlier. Every bite seemed to scrape against the inside of his mouth.
Once he swallowed the last mouthful, a bottle was tipped toward his lips.
Water flooded into his mouth, which made bim cough immediately.
"Ghk—!"
The person didn't stop until they were satisfied he'd swallowed enough.
Only then did they let go.
Without another word, they turned around and walked out.
The heavy door shut once again.
"Cough, cough..."
