I woke up to the clattering of loose chains. I was dangling from an unbearable height. I noticed that I was alone and I could smell blood on my face and it made me sick to my stomach.
I heard echoing footsteps and a big iron door opens and an eerie red lights blinds me. I burly voice asks me the dumbest of questions.
"So, are you thirsty? Hungry? Any pain?" He asked.
"Uuuhhh, yeah." I said. "I-"
"Shut up! I don't care! Do you know why you're here?!" He screamed. " I know who you are and what you've done to my family and now you will pay!" He yelled.
I was scared now. I was afraid. He pulled out a remote and pressed a button. Below I see a platform open and there are explosives everywhere. I felt the sweat bead up and fall down my face.
"Below you is 600 pounds of highly explosive dynamite and C4." He explained. "But before we get exciting, I want to have a little fun." He smirked. He hit another button and I started to move down. The crunching rolling sound the chains made was horrifying. Another button pushed and the platform closed. When I reached eye level of the man, I noticed all of his aged features.
He was a heavier set man and around 5'6 with a worn fedora that covered his eyes. There was a old scar on his face.
He pulled me close by the chain and I could smell the cigar smoke on his breath.
"We are going to have a lot of fun getting some information out of this one." The man chuckled.
I only got one look at his apprentice before I was hit on the head again and was out cold instantly.
