"Helpless... trapped... stretched to the edge of human endurance. This is what is feels like when the nails go in? I have killed people this way before, they screamed and cried and thrashed, and I didn't think anything of it. People cried out when they stubbed their toe. But now naked to the beating sun, my only coat a coat of blood, with three burning spikes impaling me to a wooden cross, I understand pain. I can't take my mind off of it. I can only embrace the pain and wait for the release of death.
(Writing is not my strong suit, but I felt compelled to add something. Breathtaking work, SJ, you've really outdone yourself.)"
Thank you, mp5stab!