I squirmed around in the metal chair attempting to somehow break free from the handcuffs around my ankles and wrists. About 10 minutes of fidgeting, a low, male voice calls out in front of me. Looking ahead I see nothing but a dark silhouette.
"You know you're not getting anywhere right?" He says nonchalantly.
"WHO ARE YOU!" I scream while in freezing in shock.
"How did you do it?" He asked completely disregarding my question.
"Do what? I didn't do shit." With a hint of sass in my voice, I knew speaking to someone who had me hostage like that wouldn't be the best idea, but I was just talking out of my ass to hide the fact that I was scared as hell.
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?"
His stern voice sounded closer.
I stayed quiet for a moment before spitting out a comeback.
"Maybe if you answered my first question, I would know exactly who the fuck you are."
Silence fell upon the dark, dim lit room.
Hundreds of thoughts ran through my mind.
Holy shit am I gonna die? Is he gonna kill me? What is he gonna do? What am I gonna do? I'm not gonna do anything because I'm cuffed to a fucking chair.
A deep chuckle came out of his mouth.
"You're a feisty one aren't you?"
I stayed quiet not wanting to entertain this mysterious man any more.
Moments later a tall figure arose from the darkness. He was wearing sweatpants, a dark hoodie, and a theater mask. His hood was up to conceal any forms of identification.
I was scared. I was really scared. Who was this man and what was he going to do to me?
He brought a chair out in front him and me, turned it around and straddled it. Resting his arms on back of the chair, he spoke up again.
"How'd you find us?" He asked.
I stayed quiet out of fear of angering him.
"I asked you a question, sweetheart."
He said with a hint of annoyance.
Mustering up the courage to speak I asked him why he wanted to know.
"Well YOU showed up to OUR warehouse. I just wanna know how you did it."
He paused for a second.
"Or do I have to pry that information out of you." He said while leaning his head a bit forward. He was about 2 feet in front of me but I swear I could feel his breath against my neck.
"Our?" Was all I could say.
"What? You thought there was only one of us? We're legion, hundreds of us across the globe, you just so happened to come across only a portion of the anonymous. Now I'm gonna ask you one more time and you're gonna answer me, okay?How....did...you...find...us? He said slowly while lowering his voice.
My heart was beating out of my chest, my breath hitching. The truth was that it wasn't hard at all to find their coordinates. I hacked into their system to get information for an assignment I was given. I stumbled upon their I.P. address and was told to visit the location hoping to find additional information.
"I don't know, I just stumbled upon this warehouse and wound up being tied to a chair by some masked maniac." This confidence came out of nowhere, you're really gonna get yourself killed y/n.
He quickly got up from his chair and kicked it to side. Walking closer to me, he placed his hands on my thighs and bent down so we were at eye level.
" you're lucky I have the time and patience today, otherwise you would've been dead by now. Also considering that you're extremely attractive."
