'Where the hell am I?" You thought, unable to see by the blindfold- it was slightly translucent, and you could only make out faint figures from it as you tugged on whatever retrained you.

"Stop that. It's no use. Or keep trying, whatever, no one's gonna save you." A man's amused voice echoed in the otherwise silent room. It was hard, but you could just about make out him crouching in front of you. Unrecognisable, unjustified.