Chapter Three
Nightmare
The bare electrical wire was laid against his left pec, directly over his n****e. Excruciating pain fried him from the inside out. The live current branded him, locking his muscles, and leaving him unable to move, much less respond. Pud tried to scream, but his jaws were frozen. The most he could do was grunt in agony as his torture continued.
"The choice is yours," a heavily-accented voice informed him. "Tell us about the others in your unit. Tell us about what they are. Who else is like you?"
Pud grunted again, but this time he was able to open his eyes and glare at his captors.
The tall bearded man in the blue denim shirt shook his head. "Sooner or later you will tell us what we need to know." Leaning closer, the man grinned. "We have already discovered you
