In a different stand point Racine's situation was not that fucked up, He had experienced just how fast and difficult the sigbin through the tutorial. The undead was hardcore too.
In this cult like place, Racine have a roof under his bread, Protection and Food.
This place had electricity and water too its just.. There's just one problem.
"You seem to be enjoying this" Racine glared at Marcus who continued to pour boiling hot wax over his strapped arm on the metal table.
Racine hissed, the metal table squeaking with his struggle to break away.
Somehow that old hag Maddonna started to experiment with his ability.
And Racine had not even once had any rest with the constant torment.
Every Morning Racine was awakened with a gag on his mouth and constant stream of water being poured over him, With his head forced upwards, the water directly hitting his nose.
The way his mind try its best to hold its breath only to give in midway trying to sneak a few breaths just for the water to slip in instead.
The sting of water entering his nose, through his lungs.
It was Maddening.
The Whole Morning was spend like that, The Water stopping just in time before he completely drowned.
Then By the Afternoon Racine would be dragged clothed in white, Dragged into this long table with steaming hot food that looks mouth watering for his empty stomach.
Yet Racine couldn't even muster to grab a spoon.
'Why are they smiling so much. This fuckers' Racine cursed the uncanny crowd that continued to eat and talk amongst themselves in the long table.
Now that Racine think about it the left side of the table mostly have children placed in them, 'Is she planning to make her own army of Awakeners? Could Kids even Awaken? Who's kids are these?'
A Loud Clap sends shivers down Racine's spine.
His eyes going straight to the head of the long table, Where Maddona sat with a smile.
Her skin in the process of falling apart.
Every Afternoon after Lunch, Racine had to spend an hour holding hands with this old lady.
And whenever he do Racine would always feel like his whole body was being set on fire, His whole body itching so bad but he can't even do something such as scratching at all.
Instead he have to watch this old hag, peel her own skin apart with her sharp nails.
One time She Even have her teeth removed one by one and Racine had to bear the pain of his own teeth being pulled out and growing back.
Almost like it wouldn't get worse.
Racine would then be strapped down for on the metal table to get himself burned with wax because of something about giving him a strong, 'Mental Capacity'
Then Once The Clock hit Six, Racine would be dragged again to his room where he would have to sit one on one with Maddonna.
Mostly she would reprimand him about not eating or drinking.
It was that blasted pie.
He have to eat one whole slice despite having no clear appetite for it, If he didn't finish it or stop 30 seconds midway, Racine would be given yet another slice and would have to finish now the half eaten pie and the new slice.
Or else he would be given yet another one.
This too happens with the glass of water.
He had to down it all in one gulp if not his glass would be refilled and he would have to drink two cups instead of one.
Out of the gratefulness of his heart with all the effort he was experiencing Racine would always respond with curses that even a sailor would shy on.
Thus Just like that Racine had spend his days in that hellish loop.
Maddonna on that process successfully molted her old body, Like a shrimp abandoning its old shell, Reverting back to a body of her youth.
A complete wicked beauty