The Revenge

THE SOUND OF CHAINS

Suddenly, she opened her eyes. Her vision was blur, she could barely identify where she was. A dark room, with closed shutters. The wallpaper was dilapidated, and it seemed to her that she was locked up in an abandoned hut somewhere. She couldn't hear anything, the road should be far. Then she started to feel her numb body. Her legs were heavier and her arms hurt so bad. The skin on her wrists was lacerated by cuffs linked to the bed where she was laying on. When she realized, she tried to break free by pushing with all the force she had left but it didn't work. She stopped, gasping. She was determinate to get out, and worry about the situation of Jane. She missed him a lot. She knew that if she's not hurrying, he would be very scared for her and he would try to find her, if he hadn't already started. 

A noise. It made her stop overthink, she was now carefully listening. A door. Low noise, must be a well-protected door. Steps. Only one person. 

A man, that must be a man. Jane ?

More and more noisy. 

Stairs. I'm upstairs.

She heard the man getting out the keys from his pocket, now unlocking the door. Only a small door was separating her from the unknown man. The door creaked and he entered in. He wasn't very tall, and she guessed that he was old. He was only wearing black clothes and she could see his shoes shine with the outside light. But it was not Jane. Not his perfume. Not the way he walks or his posture. 

"Hello Teresa. I hope you slept well." His voice was deep and he was talking slowly. She shivered a bit. 

"Who are you ?" She asked coldly. 

"Come on Teresa, you didn't guess who I was ? A well-agent like you must have analyze me since he heard me downstairs. Am I right ?"

Now everything quickly made sense in her mind. She swallowed her saliva loudly, frightened. But she tried not to let him feel it.

"Red John, finally. After all these years."

"Not smart enough, dear Teresa."

"I guess so. What's the point of kidnapping me ? Stop me and my team from killing you ?" She asked angrily. 

He laughed loudly. 

"I love your way to be angry. You are a fascinating creature Teresa." He sat on the bed and caressed her cheek with his cold hand.

"Don't touch me." She moved her head to remove it. Suddenly, fear seized her. She recognized him. McAllister. The old sheriff was Red John. McAllister.

"See that you recognized me. You're scared, aren't you ? I love seeing you in a bad posture. First, I'm gonna play with you a bit."

She stayed silent. She started to feel really anxious. 

Oh God. Something bad's 'bout to happen to me.

"Scared ? I can't believe it. Teresa Lisbon, agent of the CBI and now FBI, is scared of some words and an old sheriff? This is just the beginning sweetheart."

"How dare you ?" 

"I'll do everything I want with you. You are mine." He whispered in her ear. She showed a face of disgust and tried to move but he brutally grabbed her chin and leaned over to kiss her. 

"Get away from me !" Her voice was breaking. 

"I always wanted to savor those lips. It's unfair. Jane shouldn't have them for himself." He stood up and took chains stored in a rickety drawer. 

"'Gonna have a good time Teresa."

"Don't touch me. You'll regret it." She talked seriously but she was frightened, her trauma showing up again inside her head, she was desperate. She closed her eyes to try to control her emotions while she was hearing the terrible and scary sound of the chains who surrounded themselves around his body. She felt them tighten around her belly and she opened her eyes. She felt tears running down her face. 

"D-Don't. Pl-Please."

"Too late."

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Hey guys ! I hope this chapter made you shiver and angry... What will happen next ? Stay tune for the third chapter ;)

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