One day in early March 1997, I was taken into a torture chamber that I
had never been in before. I saw a big kettle on a small table and a low wooden
table with straps, about 20 centimeters high. By surprise, one of the two
interrogators tripped me with his leg. They strapped me on to the table and
forced the kettle spout into my mouth. The spout was made so that it forced
my throat wide open and I could not control the water running into my body.
Close to suffocation, I had to breathe through my nose. My mouth was full of
water and it overflowed from my nose. As I began to faint from the pain and
suffocation, I could not see anything but felt sort of afloat in the air. I had been
through all kinds of torture, such as whippings, beatings with rubber bands or
hard sticks, or hand twisting with wooden sticks between my ten fingers, but
this was worse.
I do not remember how long it lasted but when I woke up I felt two
interrogators jumping on a board which was laid on my swollen stomach to
force water back out of my body. I suddenly vomited and kept vomiting with
terrible pain.
I had no idea how much water ran into my body but I felt like the cells
in my body were full of water and water was running out of my body through
my mouth, nose, anus and vagina.
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I faintly heard somebody saying, “Why doesn’t this [censored] wake up. Did
she die?” I could not get up so I was dragged to my cell that day. From that day
on, I suffered from high fever and often fainted. My whole body was so swollen
that I could not open my eyes. I could only urinate a few drops of milk-like
liquid with blood and felt a severe pain in my bladder. I was able to get up and
walk again in about two week’s time.
I cannot explain how I could have survived such an ordeal. I would have
died if that had happened to me in my ordinary life. I must have developed a
mysterious super power to sustain myself under an emergency situation.