I winced in pain as I tried desperately to unrove myself but to no avail. I shot another wistful look at a passed out Ethan. He was tied up too but has not yet gained consciousness. Judging by the injuries on his forehead as well as his stomach, he seemed to be quite badly injured. Though Daniel and his g**g had bandaged him up, they did a very poor job of it. It was more of a social formality than actually treating his wounds. It was like they literally kept him alive so that they could play with him later on. They wanted to make sure he suffers before he dies. Clearly, neither Daniel nor his so called followers wished an easy death for their former boss.
I frowned at his disheveled state, wondering what the well was going on. After Ethan had left, I was headed back into my room when Dan
