Hell is only the beggining

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Awakening I realize I'm shackled to the wall, covers over my wounds and a door on the other side of the room. SHIT! The door was grey, dull and spotted with years of damage. Matt oh my god where is he is he okay, where's Ethan.  The clunk of the lock being drawn back jolts me away from my thoughts about the two. Two agents walk in one points her gun at me  while the other restraints me in hand cuffs. I stand in silence, they ain't getting anything out of me. "Walk" she says whilst giving me a push. I am lead along a corridor and down two flights of stairs. I look down at myself and decide I must have been cleaned because the dirt,dried blood and filthy clothes have been changed. We reach a door and I am gestured in with a gun to my head. Sat down and restrained I smile in a menacing way as the walk as if I'm  looking through their souls. Do they really believe I'm going to tell them anything? The door opens again and in comes a short women and a scrawny bloke, I lick my dry lips intrigued. She set's up the recorder, and ask me questions which to none of them I answer. They ask if I know who Matt really is and as you can tell they got pretty fed up of the no answer business even after slapping my across the face. 

I am escorted out of the room but  instead of going to my other cell I am thrown in this new one just as bad looking as the other. The door is slammed shut behind me. Great! I move my head to look around slightly but its way too dark. I jump there's someone in here with me. 

" Hello" I call out. 

The person seems to move towards me I move back quickly worried, my back is now right up against the wall there's nowhere for me to go. I can just make out the face. 

" Matt?"




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