Craig's/Mini's POV
We reached the bar. He removed his weapon from my throat as I struggled to get free. I managed to get an arm free. I used it to punch him. I bolted in the opposite direction. The man easily caught up to me and pulled me back. "The more you try the more this is gonna hurt!" The man whispered/yelled in my ear. I swallowed hard as we entered the bar. He took me to the cellar where they keep all of the beer. Broken glass and the mix of blood and alcohol covered almost the entire floor. There was a chair sitting in the middle of the room. There was scratch marks on the arms of the chair. It looked old and worn out. This might work to my advantage. I examined the room a little more and noticed pictures on the walls. They were pictures of people tied to the chair that rested in the middle if the room, all of them having bruises, and cuts. They all had something similar about them... They all had the same lifeless look in their eyes. He grabbed some rope and tied one of my airs to each of the chair arms. I started kicking him so he tied my feet the the legs. I squirmed around, almost unable to move. This sucks ass... Why does all of this crazy shit always happen to me?! "Stay here I'll be right back." The man teased. I scowled at him as he left the room. "Dammit this is so bullshit!" I exclaimed a I squirmed in my seat. I kept wiggling around, hoping to at least loosen the binds. The man re-entered the room with a bottle filled with who knows what, a syringe, a kitchen knife, and I bottle of what looked like medication. (It's not Viagra btw you perverted little shits! Jk I ruv u guys :3) I crouched in front of me. Is he gonna fucking drug me?! I began to squirm even more. "Hold still!" He ordered. This is not how I'm going to die! I moved around even more. He huffed and shoved the syringe in my arm. I screamed in pain as he presses down the end of the needle, pushing the mysterious, green liquid into my bloodstream. I threw my head back. Black dots began filling my vision, but not completely. My head began feeling fuzzy and I grew dizzy. What did he do?! He looked at me surprised. "The Heroine has knocked out all of my friends so far? Is it not working?" He questioned himself. Heroine?! He is trying to drug me! Dammit! I don't wanna be a drug addict! "I guess I'm gonna have to use the anesthesia..." The man shrugged. "What?!" I shouted. "Well... Oh! You gave me an idea!" He exclaimed. I felt myself go cold. Dammit I just killed myself... "Maybe I should do it while my friend is still awake!" He spoke to himself. My heart skipped a beat. Do what?! He grabbed the knife walked up to me. I leaned back in the chair, although I knew I couldn't get away from him. He slowly slid the knife down my arm. I screeched and clenched the ends of the chair. "Yeah! This is much more fun!" He yelled as he did the same thing to the rest of my body.
(Sorry for the short chapter! I'm gonna make up for it in the next chapter!)
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Black Death (MiniCat)
FanfictionCraig was living his life like he normally would until the government decided to nuke the city he lived in. The government thought that the city was a worthless waste of space... Surprisingly, the nuke didn't destroy the city. Instead it cause an al...
