You stirred awake, your head foggy from the drugs. Your hands were tied behind ur back and around and wooden poll, your legs tied to the same chain that were tied to your wrists.

Ghost walked out of a dark corner, kneeling down infront of you and gripping your chin, making you look up at him.

“You seem easy to break…” He grumbled under his breath, pulling the other side of the chain my your feet toward him, tightening the chain and making your legs press together.