No, he never actually believed that. He'd convinced himself while he was busy convincing others. Repeat something enough and even the liar begins to believe the lie. It was such a comfortable lie that he'd fallen into it happily. He'd always known, hadn't he? Always made certain to keep himself in perfect check, to never draw attention, to wear a wrist covering...
His attention snapped suddenly to his wrist, hitting his head on the metal behind it as he turned it too quickly to look at his exposed wrist. And of course there it was, right where he knew it would be. The bar code that identified him, the only name he'd truly ever been given and it was just a series of numbers.
A scream tore out of his throat as the wire was ripped free, the spasm that followed sending more blood pouring out. How much more did he have to give? How much longer would he last?
Once that moment had passed and the pain subsided a bit, he let himself slump in his restraints. "Just kill me, then..."
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His attention snapped suddenly to his wrist, hitting his head on the metal behind it as he turned it too quickly to look at his exposed wrist. And of course there it was, right where he knew it would be. The bar code that identified him, the only name he'd truly ever been given and it was just a series of numbers.
A scream tore out of his throat as the wire was ripped free, the spasm that followed sending more blood pouring out. How much more did he have to give? How much longer would he last?
Once that moment had passed and the pain subsided a bit, he let himself slump in his restraints. "Just kill me, then..."