' Wake up ! Hello ? Helloooo??!! Damn maybe I did too much I guess I'll have to wait then.'
Footsteps travel down what seems to be a corridor and the sound of a door's hinges opening echoes through the quiet box of a room. The light from the outside peers into the confined space illuminating a body tied and bound to a chair with a bag over its head.
There was no movement and no signs of life stirring in this individual.
*thud*
The door closes.
The head holds up and start a to murmur. They are gagged and their mufdled words entertain an audience of cobwebs and rat droppings.
They rock back and forth in the chair.
Their momentum builds and the chair legs begin to rise from the wet cement floor. The murmurs grow louder and are laced with a tone of panic. The motions of their body grow more violently as well.
A hard slam is heard throughout the confined shithole of a room as the person lays on the floor still bound to the chair.
Their attempts were not in vain however they managed to give life to a few critters lurking the shadows and also loose the rope that held their feet together.
They began to scizzor their legs together and work their way out of the ropes. They began kicking violently.
This commotion did not go unnoticed however.
Footsteps are heard hastily moving along the corridor.
The bound captive stops squirming and listens.
Panic sets in they began throwing all their energy into breaking free but it was useless.
The door swings open and the figure stands in the doorway with a long object in their hand.
'Someone is an awful sleeper I see'.
