The rusty pipes rattled vigorously causing irritation to Donnatielo's ear, slowly, yet surely, he regained consciousness once again, and once again did a migraine strike the temples of his head, the blow he was delivered left its mark as it throbbed the more he tried to look up.
Nothing changed about the room, he was still chained and alone, he already grew frustrated with the situation and sought to end it the first chance he got, jiggling the chains behind him creating a louder noise the pipes garnered a reaction from outside, a few moments later, a fairly sized man in a less formal attire than the men before entered the room.
With great concentration, at the expense of making his migraine worse, Donnatielo analyzed the man before him, his attire wasn't the only feature of him that ind
