Light and Dark (JenLisa)

Slowly Unfolding

*warning*

Slightly gory stuff ahead, beware...

Another thing, it's gonna be a long ass read haha..

One last thing, lol.. find Rosie in this chappy (other than the media lmao)

~Goodluck~

"Speak." A cold voice uttered inside a dimly lit room. There was only one light source and it was focused on one spot.

Within the room was a man, his entire body was riddled with injuries. His clothes could only be described as rugs and his face was nearly unrecognizable because of the cuts and bruises all over it.

The man was seated- no, tied up into a a metal chair and he was noticeably missing a finger.

On the man's thighs were stabbed two poles, both sticking out and each attached to positive and negative clamps which are connected to a power source. A flip of a switch could put the man in an unspeakable agony.

"K..kill ... m..ee" the man slowly uttered.

"I will." The cold voice responded calmly.

"After you tell me everything." It continued.

A slender figure clothed in all black walked in front of the man and showed him a small transparent medicine bottle. Inside it were 5 tiny white pills.

"Do you know what these are?" The shadow said with the same cold voice.

The man slowly forced his head up to look at the bottle. There was no reaction coming from him.

"They call it pncx0397" the shadow continued.

The man finally showed a reaction as his breathing quickened and heartbeat rose. His jaws slightly quivering.

"It may not grow that finger back on, but a single pill can easily heal all of your other injuries. You'd be good as new by morning." The shadow said with a rather playful tone.

The man's breath was laboured but a determined glint flashed through his eyes.

"It means, we could play again the whole day tomorrow. In fact, we could play this game at least five times."

As if a cold water was splashed over the man's head, his excitement was quickly squashed and terror finally filled his eyes.

He would be healed back to almost perfection but that would also mean that his captor could torture him all over again.

His pain receptors were almost dulled because of all the agony inflicted upon him and he was constantly injected with adrenaline in order to keep him from passing out. Which meant for the passed few hours, he had been enduring the excruciating pain with complete consciousness.

If he was healed again, only to be put in the same process over and over for at least five times....

..dread filled his eyes as he refused to think further of what would happen then.

"I'll talk!" The man nearly screamed, using every bit of his remaining energy just for those two words.

The shadow smirked under her mask.

"Go on then." Said the shadow as she stepped back and blended into the darkness once again.

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Lisa found her way back to the valym tower after a long and rather enjoyable day. One way or another. She thought.