Undercover

Chapter 34

Unknown's P.O.V

"Please- please- d-o-n't", muffled sobs echoed softly from the other side of the wooden door.

The woman's sobs continued, increasing in intensity as the seconds passed in an ignorant bliss.

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

"NOOOOOO! PLEASE!", the woman screamed and wailed aloud this time, followed by more whipping sounds.

"AHHHHHHH!"

The high pitched wails continued for a minute or two and then gradually decreased to muffled sobs again, and then gradually ceased into silence, i.e in to deafening silence.

Footsteps echoed through the dark long corridor, interrupting the thick tensed atmosphere.

A tall silhouette of a man was seen appearing in front of the wooden door, knocking on it making a slight rap-tap sound to be heard. The rest of his features were engulfed by the shadows lingering in the dark corners of the corridor.

The sound of an unlocking bolt was heard. The brown, almost black wooden door opened with a creak, revealing another silhouette of a short plump man. The door opened to a room which was dark as the corridor, barely making anything inside visible.

"Accomplished?", a gruff voice belonging to the tall man questioned.

The plump man's shadow shifted a bit uneasily.

"No. She isn't spilling, no matter how harsh I be on her", the plump one muttered with a heavy sigh.

A sound taking the form of a frustrated sigh escaped the lips of the tall man.

"Let me see", then the gruff voice spoke after a moment of silence.

The plump man shifted aside letting the tall man enter the dark mysterious room.

The room was completely dark except for the middle segment which was illuminated by a small beam of light escaping through a mini hole on the ceiling.

The light lit a huge metallic grey table with a little girl strapped on to it. The grey was tainted on the surface with blood, turning it into a dark muddy brown colour.

The girl looked lifeless and pale. The red jumper was torn in places making the deep wounds on the pale flesh beneath the cloth visible. Her face and legs were disfigured with gashes making fresh blood ooze out of them, non stop. The spilling blood mixed with the shredded red jumper, makes her whole torso appear to be covered in blood making the sight horrible and haunting.

The slight and almost invisible raise of her bossom indicated that she was still alive.

Alive but unconscious.

The blue jeans were ripped apart in places, exposing the pale bloody skin beneath it. Her blonde hair was now tinted a red making her look like a vampiress who was sacrificed to the moon.

"You idiot! You were supposed to keep her awake. He will be here any minute!", the gruff voice exclaimed with a tinge of panic and fear lacing his voice.

"I didn't even realise! I just got carried away", the plump one whispered, his voice trembling with fear and regret.

The other man sighed.

"Do whatever you've got to do and wake her up! That is if you don't have any death wish", the other man sneered.

The plump one didn't reply.

Both of them were silent, not daring to step out of the dark, into the light.

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