The Remaining Few

The Hope Of Hopelessness

"Promise me....promise me you won't let us die."

"T'is here a black sheep. Cast out of the depths of hell."

"No please don't kill me!! Don't!!"

*Screams*

*Moaning*

*Fires*

*Bodies cut*

*bullets falling*

Mason woke up as he kept getting nightmares of his past. It was unexplainable. Like he remembered most of it. But some parts made no sense to him and he was unsure if the images in his head really occurred or not. He looked around and saw that he was tied to a chair with Enzo on the other side of another chair.

"Where the fuck are we?" Asked Mason.

Mason looked behind him and saw that Enzo wasn't awake. He tried shaking him awake but he didn't wake up.

"Ah fuck...don't worry buddy, I'll get us out of here." Said Mason as he tried to escape from the ropes. It seemed useless but it was worth trying to make sure.

"Hey Enzo...come on. Get up. We gotta get out of here." Said Mason as he talked to a knocked out Enzo. But out of nowhere, a voice started speaking through the microphone attached somewhere in the room.

"That won't be necessary. You'll be alright if you stay relaxed." Said the voiceover.

"Where the fuck are we?" Asked Mason.

"You're in an old interrogating room that was used by the Surinamese army couple of years ago. You're still in Brentwood." Said the voice.

"Ah Jesus my head hurts." Said Mason.

"Yes, a knock to the head with the base of a weapon can cause some light injuries. But we treated it for you. You and your friend." Said the voice.

"How bad is it?" Asked Mason.

"Not bad. Like I said, it causes some light injuries. Can you see clearly?" Asked the voice.

"A little bit blurry. Might be because I just woke up." Said Mason.

"What's your name?" Asked the voice.

"The fuck do you care you piece of shit?" Mason asked aggressively.

"How do you know about Doctor Lawton and the missing file?" Asked the voice.

"Luck. That's all there is to it. Now why don't you get this over with. It's getting kinda hot in here." Said Mason.

"If you cooperate...you will be cut loose." Said the voice.

"Well good luck with that. I ain't talking shit." Said Mason.

"The rebel groups...recruiting kinda young don't you think?" Asked the voice.