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He's a Beacon to Help Them on Their Way,But His Own Light Is Dimming (DAllistor)

A door somewhere behind Daniel's head creaked and swung open,casual footsteps entering the room and shutting the door behind him. Upon hearing the door start to close,Daniel forced himself to relax,concentrating his thoughts on relaxing his whole body,eyelids loosening a bit so they weren't so scrunched up. His wrists limped in the bonds,and his chest slowly stopped rising and falling so raggedly. His pulse calmed from its erratic pace,falling into a slow,sleep driven stage as his body slowly began to accept peace. It was a defence mechanism he learned from Allistor after the Irishman had been attacked and almost killed before.

"Ah,he's asleep,"

A voice purred from above Daniel,making his stomach writhe in sheer terror and his heart leapt into his throat without his consent.

"Perhaps I'll experiment first,then."

There was a slight scuffling sound,and Daniel kept his eyes closed,despite the fear that made his thoughts scream bloody murder. Suddenly,a cold,sharp surface was pressed against his cheek until he felt a silent pop as his flesh split and blood welled up around the blade-like object. The blade dug a bit further into his skin,slipping cleanly through the thin layers of barricading flesh before the tip touched bone. White hot pain made Daniel's head throb,and he choked back a pained yelp as the blade twisted slightly as it was withdrawn. Blood trickled down his face,the sickly warmth seeping down his neck and staining his shirt collar. He tried to mute his thoughts,so they wouldn't cause him to alert whoever else was in the room that he was indeed conscious.

The chilled surface of the blade trailed down Daniel's chest,and the Irishman was suddenly thanking the heavens for protective clothing. The blade danced along an invisible route on his clothed chest,slipping along his chest cavity dangerously. Suddenly,the blade dipped down,the tip grazing across his collarbone,the serrated edge biting into his skin. Daniel bit back a pained yelp as the blade dug through a layer of skin,blood welling up around the steel tip as it dug further. When the tip hit bone,it didn't stop or withdraw,instead dragging to the side along the bone. Daniel bit his tongue,the sharp prick of pain nothing compared to the agony caused by the blade etching a line into the Irishman's collarbone as blood stained his collar a dark crimson.

"Don't pretend,"

The voice hissed,and Daniel's blood ran cold,his heart skipping a beat despite his efforts. The blade suddenly twisted,dragging the flesh away from the bone,leaving a section of the milky white object protruding from his skin. Daniel nearly howled with pain,but kept his mouth shut,not eager to give his tormentor any satisfaction. There was a low,guttural growl from above him as the blade withdrew,and Daniel nearly thrashed around in his bonds to kick or lash out at the man. But the barbs dug deep into his wrists, allowing a soft,wavering whimper escape his lips. The Irishman's chin was roughly grasped and his head was tilted up,and his jaw was pried open forcefully. His green eyes flew open,with a mingle of of fear and hurt clouding the widening orbs. A man with blond hair and emerald green eyes smirked down at him,eyes glittering with malice.

"Hello pet,"

The man said with an airy tone, using some tool to keep Daniel's jaw open as he strode over to the desk. Daniel fought against the chilled metal of the tool,trying to dislodge it from his mouth. The man picked up one of the bottles on the desk,shaking it slightly,bringing the sound of pills rattling around in the plastic container to the Irishman's ears. Sudden dread made his stomach writhe horribly,thoughts going bat-shit insane inside his head,screaming and pounding on the inside of his skull,begging for this to be a dream. But he knows it's not, and that's why his thoughts are trying to escape,run like all hell broke loose and after him.

"We'll start off with these,"

The man hummed,sauntering back over and unscrewing the safety cap,shaking two pills into his palm. Daniel squirmed in his bonds,the barbs digging into his wrist and just missing a major vein.