you are grabbed by two guards and are forced into a high security cell, you stand there confused for a second before I grab your shoulder

"who the fuck are you?!" I pin you to the ground and hold a knife above your chest "why should I not kill you right now?!"

i sigh "do you know what? I'm not going to kill you" i smirk as i see the fear fade slightly "oh dont look so relieved believe me..." i pull out a needle and press it into your chest "you would've been luckier being dead..."

you wake up lying on one of the bunks while I stare directly at you before picking you up and stroking your thigh "Awwwwh still tired....you know what you did...