not a word left his bruised lips. he had woken up hours ago, and yet he'd lost track what time it even is. he had no idea how long blindfold that was tied tight around his head over his eyes.

being unaware of his surroundings, he didn't dare utter a word, as if something would happen if he did. he was in pain, beat up on every inch of his body, bleeding and wounded. his shirt was gone, leaving him in only his toman uniform, undone and shirtless. it was only when he felt something brushing up against his boot where he was forced into a seiza position that he tensed.

his wrists were tied behind his back, tied together with his ankles so that he had no free movement, no vision, no nothing, but.. we wasn't aware there was anyone else here with him. this was the first time he'd heard something throughout all the hours he'd been awake.

“who is that?” he growled cautiously, unaware whether it was one of his captors or if it was another person who'd been ganged up on and kidnapped just like him.