TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains explicit language, extreme acts of violence, torture, hand twisting, hanging, manipulation, and murder. A viewer discretion is advised.
The faint buzzing sound filled the heightened sense of hearing of a certain man who groaned while moving his head which is strangely still painful. He tried to open his eyes but to no avail, darkness is all he perceived. He then tried to move his hands but his wrists are tied tightly on the sides. He also moved his legs but all he felt was numbness since he is in standing position with his ankles tied. His eyes are also covered by something. What is going on?
"You're awake." Upon hearing a voice, his senses fully awakened as he tried to seek its source.
"Who's there?" Amid the blackness of everything, something metallic moved in the cramped space where he is strangely in.
"Where am I? Who are you?" He frantically asks the stranger who refused to show himself.
"I am the only one allowed to ask questions, asshole." It is then that he heard something click in the background.
"If I were you, I would behave unless you want your head displayed at the Tokyo Tower." His heart palpitated rapidly upon hearing that from his abductor. He shakily gulped down a lump in his throat.
"W-What do you want from me? I-I have no money to give. I didn't do anythi—"
"Stupid fucker. I have no need for such a thing. What I want from you are answers." It is then that the hostage felt someone's presence in front of him.
"What do you mean? What is this all ab—" His words were cut again when he felt his hair strongly pulled up by someone.
"Weren't you listening, you fucking dumbass? I said only I get to ask questions. Another question and I will fucking pull out your fucking fingernails one by one." The hostage couldn't understand it, but the man's voice sounded so terrifying. He doesn't understand why he's in this position, much less understand why this mysterious man refuses to show himself after abducting him. And so, anger filled his confused being.
"What the fuck do you want from me?! Why the fuck am I here? If you're so brave, why don't you show yourself to me and talk like a ma—" Before he could finish, he felt a strong punch across his face, making him puke out not only blood but also a tooth. But before he could even recover, he felt the man grab his shoulders and knee him right in the stomach, making him cough more blood.
"One more question and I will break your limbs like a fucking popsicle stick." The hostage is literally shaking while being pulled by the hair again by his cruel kidnapper.
Finally sensing his surrender, the other man let his hair go and momentarily distanced himself.
"You're here because you did something stupid." He raised his head as if he could see the mysterious man in front of him with husky voice.
"Try to remember the stupid thing that you did this morning." If only the man could see his frowns.
"What do y—"
"Huh?" Again, he almost jumped upon hearing the man. He almost forgot that his abductor doesn't like being asked.
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