Jane hangs from her second cross for a night. The new day begins with a drink of water, courtesy of her torturer, who then proceeds to take her down and onto her next ordeal.
He strings her up from a tree branch by her wrists. He flogs her for, what Jane thinks, is an eternity of pain. Her skin is shredded to a pulp of bleeding flesh.
She's then taken to where she once was whipped on her knees. She's left there, free, on her knees, bleeding, naked, wondering. She doesn't move, she can't, she doesn't have the strength to get up and leave.
She waits. Her tormentor returns with a crown of thorns and barbed wire. He places it on her head and leaves her again. Jane's blood trickles down her face as she waits for more to come.
She's taken to stand by the edge of the well where she overlooks the valley, holding on, she doesn't fall. By now she knows she can't escape. She can only hope for mercy if she performs each task set forth by the madman.
She's then taken back to the massive tree. She's tied to it with her arms open in cross. She's left there to suffer her pain alone.
But that's not the end. Her tormentor returns with nails.
Jane is nailed to the tree, stripped of the last strand of cloth still attached to her body and she's left to die..