you currently sit on the ground hands tied behind your back along with your arms tied to your side There’s a piece of fabric tied around your mouth Your best friend sits a few feet away from you.

the man in front of you holds one of his hatchets under your chin smiling statistically, under a muzzle like mask.

“Before I get to mean…I’ll take it out on you…” he chuckles and moves the blade of the hatchet to your friend cutting you under chin. “and your best friend too…”