Wrongly Accused

Chapter 3

The screams echoed through the dark chamber, bouncing off the walls and piercing the ears of anyone who heard them. "PLEASE LEAVE ME! PLEASE! PL--" the man cried. "I WON'T DOUBLE CROSS YOU! AHHHH!" He was tied to the chair with rope that was pricking his skin.

But his pleas were met with only silence. No one dared to help him. They knew that if they intervened in Suhail's torture sessions, they would be his next victim. Suhail did not care about anyone, not even his own team members. He would go to extreme lengths to satisfy his thirst for blood, even if it meant killing innocent people.

Some people might have mistaken Suhail for a vampire, but his thirst for blood was not about survival. It was about something much darker. Something that he had been forced to see as a child.

He watched with icy detachment as Suhail meticulously removed the traitor's nail with a scalpel, ignoring the terrified moans of the guy sat before him, whose eyelids were cruelly forced open by the placement of toothpicks. His lips curled into an evil sneer at the sight of blood dripping from the ripped flesh. He was fixated on the ghastly spectacle in front of him, his hawk-like hazel eyes sparkling, and he was drooling for more of the crimson liquid to create the scene of his disturbing wishes.

Suhail glared at the man sitting in front of him. "You see, Mr. Fredrigo, this would not have happened if you had just stayed loyal to me and done as I ordered. All you had to do was be a good dog and follow my commands. Wasn't that simple?"

The man, who was barely conscious, could only groan in response. Suhail continued, "No, no, you don't get to die yet. You will only die when I say so. And until then, you will keep your eyes open. If you close them, I will make sure that they bleed and you go blind."

The man tried to speak, but his words were barely audible. "Ma.. Mas.. Master... pl.. ple... please... I had no choice. He ha.. had my family under him. He placed bombs in my house. I had to save them."

Suhail's eyes narrowed. "Interesting, Mr. Fredrigo. So you're telling me that you betrayed me to save your family?"

The man nodded weakly.

Suhail let out a cruel laugh. "Do I care? No. Do I feel guilty? No. In fact, your story has only made me angrier. Now I want to torture you even more." And with that he hammered a nail in the area where his finger nails were plucked. The man left a throat wrenching scream with all those nails that were hammered.  "Leave him like this but dont let him die. If he dies you will be the next one sitting beside him. Got it?" Suhail said with an underlying threating tone to the bodyguard that was in charge of the traitor. 

"Yes master."

And with that Suhail left the chamber with a whistling tone while his bodyguards followed him from behind.