The metal door creaked open with a grinding sound, followed by the heavy thud of boots echoing into the dim cellar. The room reeked of blood and decay. Two men were chained to the far wall, one unconscious, the other barely conscious, his face swollen and bruised beyond recognition.
But the stench, the chains, the moans, it didn’t faze the man who had just stepped inside.
“P-Please… forgive us, Master. Please, let us go,” the conscious one begged, his voice trembling. His eyes, wide with terror, were fixed on the approaching figure.
The man said nothing.
Slowly, deliberately, he walked toward the long metal table lined with tools, each one more horrifying than the last.
He reached out and picked up a pair of hand-cutters.
The clinking metal in his grasp made the chained man’s eyes wi
