A village that hates women

I was dragged from inside the restaurant, passing over the tiles and down the stairs opposite the door, where I started to resist, but they started to beat me with their feet and curses poured from their filthy mouths, curses that I had never heard before today, because of their extreme strangeness and filth. In fact, they were more like sick sexual fantasies, and whenever I screamed, Ziad said to me: (Is that how you screamed under him?) Then he picked me up from the ground and hit me with the (banister) and because of the intensity of the pain, I gasped until my breath almost stopped, but he did not stop pushing me towards the banister until I spat out blood, and I think I lost a tooth there. - :(Were you screaming like that while he was on top of you? Scream now!)They dragged me into a large van-like vehicle. I thanked God I was half drunk that night so I didn''t experience pure torture. At least the alcohol helped me endure the pain. I lost consciousness in the midst of seven men, or more than I know. I didn''t wake up until I was in the hospital. I woke up muttering, "May God curse you.""Leave her to die!" (Ziad said this in the emergency room before I was taken to the operating room.) Unfortunately, his voice was the last voice I carried with me.I reached this part of the story and then fell silent for a moment. The voice echoed in the throat of Dr. Sultan (my psychiatrist) before he said, "So they beat you severely and then took you to the hospital?"