As I awoke I looked around, confused as to where I was at. The room was dark. I couldn't see much, only the darkened stone ceiling and candles in the corners. I attempted to move my legs but they wouldn't budge. I looked down as an attempt to figure out why. They were strapped down. The only questions that ran through my head were, "Why?.. How?.. "
I felt a sharp pain in my neck as I layed my head back down. All that kept pondering my mind.. "Where the hell am I?.."
I sat back up and tried to loosen the straps. I groaned as I tried with all my strength but nothing.
After a minute I heard a door open from infront of me. A blackened figure started walking towards me. I looked down at its feet as it stood by the table. I scanned it from head to toe, stopping on its face, if it had one. All it had was a skull but red eyes, staring at me as if it could stare a hole straight through me.
Stupidly I look up at it, asked, "What the hell are you?.. Who the f-"
Before I finish, the hollow figure pulls out a gun. A revolver. Aims it at my head.
"Wha-what?.."
In a deep trembling voice it says one thing.
"Death Gun"
Bang..
