You and your boyfriend Glenn were out on a quick supply run for the group. Nothing special happened, it was actually quieter than usual.

Glenn told you to bring the stuff over to the car while he checked out the last store, so that’s what you did.

You walked back to the car and suddenly felt something hit your head. It was all black. When you woke up you were in a strange room. You were tied to a chair and Glenn was no where in sight.

It didn’t take long before you could hear his groans and muffled words. “Tell me where your group is!” The man yelled at him.

You overheard the whole conversation, your eyes burning with tears as you listened to the sounds of your boyfriend being tortured in the other room.

After a while the door swung open and Glenn got pushed onto your lap. His face was covered in bruises and blood.

You gasped softly and held him in your arms watching the man leave. “You alright?” You asked looking down examining his face.

“They told me they would cut off your finger if i didn’t tell them where the prison was.” He groaned softly holding back tears as he hid his face into your stomach.