You woke up tied to a chair, not only that but you had duct tape over your lips.

The door to your left opens, making your heart beat rapidly. You felt nothing, but fear.

A man with blood dripping down the side of his head and mouth, also on his hand that was carrying the head of someone walks infront of you, kneeling down so he would be able to see your eyes.

A smirk is placed on his lips as he looks at you in the eyes.

“Lets see if you were worth the killing i’ve spent on you..”

he traces his finger down your cheek.