~Prologue~

„Now, tell us everything", he said to me.

~Emptiness. All I feel is emptiness. From the very start only emptiness. My heart; My Brain; Empty; Empty~

All I ever thought about was my emptiness. Used as a slave, as a guinea pig of a mad man. Born for that reason, mistreated for another. All I am good for is being experimented with. Nothing else. Never. Serving as good as I can, as much as possible.

My mother, a very poor prostitute, sold me to a doctor. A doctor who craved for certain things, illegal experiments, gruesome, forbidden thoughts, fantasies. Me; the victim. No choice.

I don't blame my mother, she needed the money obviously. I blame the doctor, this furious person who keeps me locked up, this mad man. He's talking to me as if he loves me, yet he tortures me.

I never learned how to speak, always quiet; silent; yet I understand every single word he says.

Jetblack hair, gloomy dark eyes and pale skin – my appearance which he loves so much.

His precious guinea pig, he says. This man; this mad man uses me for fulfilling his grotesque fantasies.

He always had cats. He loved them. But he would love a cat girl even more, he said.

Long ago I shed my last tear, that night when he told me what all he wants to do to me I cried a lot.

It took 3 hours of his beloved whipping to shut me up.