The Valliant Heart: Speak or Die!

I kept lying on the floor as they left me, with a pool of blood slowly forming around me. I watched the ceiling and awaited whatever may come.  I thought about her in that moment, wondering what could've been if I never left for that task. Soon the cell door opened again and an large orc appeared in them carrying a metal box. It leaned down to me and laughed at me. I didn't even bother to look, I wasn't afraid but I kept saving my energy for whatever may come. "Nethillon..." - I heard the whisper of relief from somewhere. But felt also that great worry. I knew where this came from. The orc had opened the box and its content had surprised me. I was expecting to see another torture device but instead it appeared to be a couple of dirty rags. The orc looked at me, stopping the bleeding of my wounds poorly with the rags. I kept watching it with mistrust as I knew it cannot mean anything good. The orc then looked at me. "It is not your time yet, Gondorian. Your suffering has just only began..." It then snorted at me and left me where I was. I sensed the ranger closer to me than she had been before which filled me with both joy and fear for her. Soon the Wraith entered the cell once again, wielding a sword this time. It approached me and grabbed me by the collar, causing me even more pain. I kept being focused on her even at this moment. I felt someone or something helping me somehow. "Be strong, I will help you." - I heard her voice again and I smiled briefly then faced the darkness again. The wraith put me back into the chains, hanging me by my hands. "This is what awaits you tonight...you will return to your pitiful allies to destroy them all..." - It hissed at me putting a Morgul Blade pointed at me, really close to me. "Don't be afraid." - I heard the voice but it was so hard to hear for me. I kept looking into the flaming eyes. I recognized the blade that broke so many before me. I prepared myself for the worst but then the wraith put the blade away and grabbed my collar once again moving me closer to it's face. "Tell me everything now, or your suffering will double..." - It hissed at me once more. I felt something calm inside me and I remained prepared for anything. "I am not afraid of you!" - I shouted with a weak tone. The Wraith's hiss could be heard even far from Minas Morgul. "Fool!" - It hissed once more before pulling out a knife and thrusting it into my chest, once again skipping major internal organs. I fought the urge to scream and remained calm, but The Wraith kept putting pressure  on the knife, not pulling it out of me. After a while, The Wraith unchained me and as I fell to the ground once more, it kicked my motionless body before leaving. I was lying on the floor, with the dagger still in my body. I was near to passing out, I moved my hand to my boot and pulled out something small. I focused on the thing in my hand and soon made myself drink something. After I have done so I felt my breath and heartbeat stopping. Not long after I started to grow cold.