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As soon as Chris parked his car, he got out and went to Tyler's side.

He tied his hands and feet and lifted him over his shoulders; taking him inside.

"Welcome home Tyler." He said as they walked in.

Tyler was so terrified, he couldn't express it.

"Let's go to your room."

When he brought his son into his room, he laid him down on his bed; tying his hands to the handles.

"You're probably thinking about if I'm going to feed you, that ain't gonna happen. You're going to starve, and  piss yourself. Good luck with that son."

Chris laughed as he walked out; locking the door on the way out.

Tyler was alone.

There was nothing he could do to save himself.

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