cough...
cough...
cough.....
with every cough there were stains of blood on the ground but the beating he got they are was more blood and bloody clothes on him almost ripping off because of how it's material loosened revealing his bruised chest. The man was sat on the chair in the middle of a dark room or a basement because it looked more like it. The drops of water were heard in a certain corner it was odd it was silent and it creeped out the man who was sat on the chair he looked in a bad state and let's not talk about the basement it reeked of dried blood of dead bodies it was nauseating.
the man was blindfolded legs and hands tied all together he couldn't move unless breathe his rigid breaths. "uuurrrgh" he groaned in agony his body was feeling all sore.
"oh look who we have here
