Penny looks at Roxy with a smile
[B]"Torture huh?
Ever been? I have, it's called Electroconvulsive therapy but let's face it torture by any other name still makes you piss yourself. 
Normally they knock you out for the procedure but is the staff is feeling really sadistic they just numb you out enough that they don't need to fight you into the therapy bed. 
Once you're strapped down. They shove a neat little rubber plug in your mouth and slip a nifty head band around your skull.
Then the fun begins as they try a forced reboot of your brain, the best description I've ever found to describe the effect is a poem

By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me.
I sizzled in his blue volts like a desert prophet.
The nights snapped out of sight like a lizard's eyelid:
A world of bald white days in a shadeless socket.
A vulturous boredom pinned me in this tree.
If he were I, he would do what I did.

The pain is indescribable but after a few treatments becomes a hellish light show in your head that leaves you drooling for a few hours afterwards[/B]

Penny hops down out of her tree happy that she's finally finding her limits

[B]"I know I should be scared but frankly I find it difficult to be afraid anymore.
Death, Pain, Physical Violation and various other creative methods are just bumps in the road
You can think me a fool all you want if I can think of you as a privileged sellout
Me I'll fight till they slip the pennys on my eyes

Shall I tell you what the real evil is? To cringe to the things that are called evils, to surrender to them our freedom, in defiance of which we ought to face any suffering.[/B] she says with a grin