I wake up, my head spinning. I feel slightly nauseous. I close my eyes, trying to stabilize myself. I focus on my breathing, and then the feeling around me. I must be chained, I open my eyes looking around. As I figured, I'm chained to a chair, my arms handcuffed behind me. My ankles strapped to the chair.
Expecting to see Craig when I gained consciousness, I was surprised to be face to face with someone else. My face contorts as I look at him. He looks so similar to Craig, however his features are much more defined. I blink again when I see him. Unable to not see Craig standing before me. The man causally pulls out a small blade from his pocket, twisting it between his fingers. Hearing me stir, he glances up at me, as he continues to spin the knife.
Standing at an intimidating 6'4". To
