Twisted Empire - Episode 85&86

 

TWISTED EMPIRE

Twisted Empire - Episode 85&86

(Her Blade, His Neck )

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by Naomi Cindy B.

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Blood.

There's blood everywhere in the washroom.

On the walls, on the floor, on the ceilings, on the light switch, on the zinc bowls. Even on the other side of the door.

It's like a warfront, like a human sacrifice happened here.

Paint would have smelled of acrylic or chemicals, but this ain't it. 

This is blood, and definitely human blood cos of the way it's cascading.

And in the middle of the room, Four's black shirt lay blood-soaked. Shredded as if a magical wild animal had attacked him.

Teal's palm pushed against her mouth, muffling another scream and stopping it from coming out.

"Eros?" She whispered, taking one and two steps into the room as slowly as possible.

The echo of her own voice slammed back into her ears.

"Eros?" She did the second call, the blood on the ground sticking to the base of her shoe and causing it to gum. She had to make extra efforts to raise her legs.

"Eros!!!!!!" She yelled madly, the beating of her chest turning erratic and out of control. She's asphyxiating so bad, and her flesh seems to be burning from the inside.

Then she saw it. The fourth wall.

Amidst the blood, there are four block letter words written with darker blood, so it stood out.

FIND US, TEAL. ~ USMAN.

"Usman? Usman..." She muttered, fear creeping it's way under the cages of her cold mind.

First thing she did was take off her heels since it's useless at this point.

Their servers entered the room. 3 of them.

They must have somehow heard her first scream.

"Are you ok, ma?" They asked at the same time, but Teal's stunned eyes stayed on the wall, and they entered the room fully, stepping into the blood.

They screamed.

All three of them, and one of them even passed out on the blood.

The cops were contacted, and Teal picked her phone from the ground, but ink already covered the screen, so she took a phone from a server, dialling Four's line since she knows it offhand.

Throughout her countless rings, all she heard is the line is out of reach.

She ran out of the mansion completely, her asphyxiation getting worse. Her heart clocked faster than a clock, till she arrived outside.

Nothing. No lead, no trace.

Nothing at all.

It's like a fever dream, horrific and at the same time unreal.

This must be unreal. How could Four be captured as simply as that?

How???

But it's Usman, and Four has a weakness scar on his back. So it's all played out like cards in front of her.

Four...he has been taken.

--

[Jason's Place]

It's a small green mansion that's on the first street away from the cantonment, so it's not very far from the base.

Jason's left hand is in his pocket, but his right hand is holding toasted bread which he's biting and eating as he strolled into his room where Xanthe is in bed, unconscious.

On their way back from the institute raid, Xanthe had lost consciousness, and he hasn't woken since then.

He expected his unconsciousness, just not to the point of almost 24 hrs.

The President and Mrs. Katerina have been blowing up his phone with calls, Jason had to study his usual texting style before texting them that he's fine and he'd be away from home for a while.

"Softie." He chuckled, sitting beside Xanthe in bed. His arm is bandaged, resulting from how he had broke the institute power room window with it.

He took another huge bite from his toasted bread, then he picked up his phone.

"Why is my General not calling yet? We should be planning on the Ambrose couple case already." He muttered, dropping his bread.

"Is he spending time with his betrothed?" He weighed that possibility before clicking on his number.

He was about to dial it when Xanthe's lashes moved, his eyes opened.

"Finally, welcome back to lalaland." Jason stood, smiling down at him.

Xanthe sat up, touching his head before pressing his back to the pillow.

"Since when did I pass out?" 

"It's nearing 24 hours now, softhearted cat." Jason chuckled, sitting with him.

His phone started the annoying ring again, and Xanthe took it. It's Mrs. Katerina calling.

"She and your father have been calling, had to text then that you're staying away from home for a while." Jason said.

"Good," Xanthe switched his phone off and dropped it.

"You have no one except her and your father? I was expecting calls from females. Yunno...fine shyts, but you've got no friends at all. You're boring." Jason said bluntly.

"Shut up, what happened to the footage?" Xanthe looked up.

"Gave it to my General, he submitted it to the three arms of government. General Pedro's name got cleared." Jason explained.

"And the institute?" 

"Empress and her assistants are nowhere to be found. Her annex is empty, dogs are gone. But she didn't take the patients at the main building, so the government moved them to another hospital." Jason further explained.

"That old hag," Xanthe muttered. "She became influential cos of dad. She attended UNN too." Xanthe said.

"That's hot tea, tell me more so I can get it right. My General would love this." Jason shifted closer.

"Why do you call him your General?" Xanthe asked.

Jsdon took his bread and had another bite before talking... "He's my everything. I owe him my life." 

"How?"

"Darn, you're asking too much. Well, when he was still encamped in his room, I got into an accident. I'm talking about a fatal accident where I broke my legs and was almost braindead. When I woke up, I was tired of life. I mean...I was an athlete, so without my legs, how would I make a life? Also, the money I needed to make a surgery trial was much, and I was just a underdog athlete who had nothing to his name

"Back then, there was a radio show called Help The Hopeless, my parents signed me up, and luckily for me, General was a listener of that show. I was about to jump down the window of my hospital ward when my parents came in with news that someone has volunteered to sponsor my surgery." 

"Interesting," Xanthe nodded. "I guess there are a type of people he's kind to, and another type that he's cruel to." 

He lifted his sleeves, revealing his gunshot scar from when Four shot him.

"You touched what you shouldn't have touched, or said something triggering. That's the only way you'd get bullets from him." Jason said.

"Of course, Four defender." Xanthe smirked.

"Till death," Jason smiled, taking his phone.

"Why isn't he calling and ordering me?" He mumbled worriedly as he dialled Four's line.

It's out of reach.

He lowered the phone from his ear, detecting immediately that everything is wrong.

Four's number is either off, busy, or unanswered. Never out of reach.

"What's up?" Xanthe got down from the bed when he saw how Jason went still.

"Something bad happened, I can smell it." Jason said, grabbing his jacket and rushing out of the room.

"Wait up!" Xanthe ran after him.

--

[Military Base, Male Barracks]

Theo and Paine are busy playing video games on their phones, both sitting on their lower bunks and facing each other as opponents, phones heating in their hands.

The sounds of their games are low cos they didn't want to attract loitering Sergeants.

Brent on the other hand sat alone on the top bunk, looking robbed of his last cash as he stared into space.

The low sounds of their video games registered as white noise to his ears, but he couldn't help the questions bubbling inside him.

"Do you think Shannon likes Master Kash?" He asked before he knew it.

Paine and Theo's thumbs stopped moving on their screens at the same time, and their heads shot up at the same time, too.

"I knew it, you're as open as a book with your loudness. You've been grumpy since Master Kash entered the hall to console Shannon earlier, and I saw you leave the hall with hard eyes. Oh, that was soo... awesome to watch by the way." Paine scoffed.

"You always have nothing nice to offer." Brent scoffed back.

"Do I look nice? Don't get me wrong. I'm rude, bad, and I've never denied it." Paine scoffed again.

"Don't just talk to me." Brent turned his back on him.

"Do you like Shannon?" Theo asked.

"Isn't it obvious? Why ask?" Paine replied.

"I don't like her!" Brent faced them. "We're friends, and I just feel like if she starts liking Master Kash, armies would start criticizing her cos of her sister."

"And you expect me to believe that bull? Do you see diapers on my butt?" Paine said, and Theo chuckled.

"Just stop talking!" Brent flung a pillow at Paine which he dodged.

"I think you like her, seriously." Theo said.

"I don't!" Brent argued.

"Oh but you do." Rook replied, entering the room.

"Not you again, Rook." Brent lay on his bed.

"Where have you been?" Theo stood.

"At the detention, I was supposed to be in detention for a month for beating Stormy, remember? I was suddenly released after Battery's ruined wedding, and I went to ask why. They told me I was just released, but it doesn't make sense." Rook said.

"Of course it does, everything is weird in this base. When is the reshuffling again? I need to leave this room and change rooms, it's tiring. And tell me our second tier training is starting tomorrow." Paine said, getting down from the bed.

"I think the newbies exam results would be out tomorrow, and after that, everything kicks off." Rook replied.

"Great, i'm gonna go watch the bonfire at the field." Paine left the room.

"Pain in the arse!" Brent shouted, going after him.

Now it's just Rook and Theo left. The other roommates must be at the field, too cos it's the new recruits bonfire tonight.

Suddenly, Theo's palm slammed on Rook's chest, shoving him to bed. 

With a soft slam, Rook fell on the bunk mattress, and Theo came over him, slowly as if practiced.

"What do we have here?" Rook said with a small etch of frown to his brows. It's not completely a frown, though. It's interest, knitted with readiness.

Theo didn't talk, just breathing heavily and hard till his lips found Rook's. He kissed him, hard like his breath of life.

Rook's breaths shared in the harshness within a short second. He began breathing heavily too, his tempo syncing with Theo's as their tongues threaded, curling and intertwining.

Hands roamed bodies under shirts, groans welcomed groans. Sheets entangled around them, and in no time, Theo flung Rook's shirt away from his body.

"We won't do this unless you're ready, orexi. Don't make me hurt you." Rook whispered, trying hard to control his heat.

"But I want you to hurt me, right now. Don't say no." Theo's voice was heavy with lust, and Rook's body took the message, ate his voice and regulated the lust with the need in his bloodstream.

"F+ck ..." He groaned, tossing Theo and stripping him off his shirt too. His mouth found his small n+pples, licking and biting and pulling.

Theo grabbed the bunk metals, chest heaving uncontrollably and stomach hollowing down as Rook did his thing. He was getting rocky.

Rook's palms travelled every inch of his body, every line and muscles. Every ab and bicep. He touched every skin, and Theo found himself flattening with that surface, his body heat almost melting the mattress with the intensity.

Rook's full mouth returned to his lips, and as they resumed the peering kiss, their uniform trousers landed on the bed, getting take off by each of them.

The blankets covered their midsections as Rook lifted Theo's right leg, kissing the skin and leaving hotness with his tongue, handling it with insane care like it's an egg.

Theo leaned on the pillow with his elbows, watching with attentive eyes and moaning in a ladylike voice, breathing like he's marathoning. His d+ck hardened more, puncturing through the covering blankets.

Rook dropped that leg and moved to the second leg, kissing it up to his laps again. The moment he dropped it, Theo raised his leg voluntarily, touching Rook's n+pple with his biggest toe.

Rook's head went back, chest tightening with his fast heartbeats as Theo continued, his toe caressing the dark n+pple till he brought the leg down Rook's stomach.

Their eyes locked, and Rook stayed still, letting the leg go lower and lower, reaching his bellybutton...

Lower.

It reached his covering blanket, and he yanked off the blanket, uncovering the d+ck.

He obviously swallowed, and Rook smiled, liking that shocked effect before spinning him.

Theo faced the bed, and Rook got lube from his drawer, wetting his arse coldly with the liquid.

Theo's face went flat on the mattress, and the moment Rook inserted it into him, he tightened around him, choking his shaft.

"Don't... don't stop..." Theo grunted.

"I won't...orexi. I won't. Damn... you're so hot." Rook plastered his tongue to his neck, pushing further till he's all the way inside.

"I.... love you. Theodore." Rook surprisingly confessed, but Theo just moaned loudly in response as Rook began the thrusts.

Hard. Rough. Fast.

"Ohhh.... Ahhh!...Rook!"

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[Female Barracks]

Morgan sat alone on her bed, eating snacks from a bowl which is caged on her laps. She's sitting face-to-face to April's bed which is now empty.

April moved to her own Unit immediately she was appointed as Sergeant.

Morgan is the only one inside. Others are at the field, attending bonfire with the newbies.

Shannon has gone MIA since dusk. She left the base with Cassie, and she has no idea where they went.

She's eating her snacks alone, idling on her phone when April came in.

"Sergeant April..." She quickly got from from the bed for greetings, but April raised her hand, stopping her.

"Where's Shannon?"

"She left with Cassie earlier, dunno where they went." Morgan replied.

April turned around to leave immediately...

"Can I leave with you? I have no one to talk to here." Morgan said.

"Do I look like someone you can talk to? You're not Shannon Norris or Teal Ambrose." April glared back.

"I know... I'm Morgan Hall, the bî+ch. But I just..."

April was already walking out at this point.

Morgan quickly dropped her snack bowl, smiling as she ran after her.

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[Yulia's Suite]

Yulia is in charge of the exam scripts, and she's almost done marking.

Out of 100, 90+ are good enough, so the remaining few are still gonna get chased away tomorrow.

She's left with just one script to mark, but somehow, she's feeling odd. This unshakeable feeling of restlessness.

She has no idea where it's coming from, but she could feel it in every inhalation of her air.

She dropped her pen on the remaining one script and stood. The moment she took a step out of her study table, she mistakingly hit the table lamp. The lamp fell and broke, scattering glasses on the ground.

Superstition? Yeah.

Yulia is superstitious. She's the same person who wandered temples when she was praying for a child to stay, so she's madly into fetishes.

She stared at the ruined lamp on the ground, her eyes widening a so much.

"Giant spider." She muttered, grabbing her phone.

She dialled his line and heard it's out of reach, her fear escalated.

She dialled Teal's line, but it's off.

"No...no no...no!" She was chanting as she dialled Jason's line.

"Ma'am?" Jason cake through immediately.

"Out of reach, his line." She swallowed.

"I got it, I'm currently on my way to the base to meet you. I tried tracing his last location but can't. It has been untraceable." Jason said.

"What! Wait...not the base. It's moussaka mansion. He went on a date with Teal and even her line is off." She said.

"We meet there." Jason hung up.

Yulia wore her slip-ons the and rushed out of the Suite, meeting Kash outside.

"I was coming to profer help with the markings." He said.

"Four, I think he's in danger." She replied.

Kash's eyes widened.

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[Allegra's Unit]

With her phone to her ear, Allegra stood by the window, dialling Sierra's line in repeat.

Sierra isn't picking.

Stormy is behind in bed, looking as helpless as Allegra.

"Why is she not picking? Why? What exactly happened earlier? She left with Lady Yulia and the General but... where did they take her to?" Allegra muttered.

"They didn't kill her, did they?" Stormy said behind.

"If you have nothing soothing to say, just shut it...ok?" Allegra snapped at her.

"Look, I'm only stating possibilities. She's Empress's child, and it was found out that Empress is behind General Pedro's death. What if they revenged by killing Sierra too?" Stormy stood.

Allegra held the window, her palms squeezing into it.

"No. That can't happen. She's our shield here. I'm still waiting for her to come avenge what April did to me, so that can't be the case. If Sierra dies, we're done for." Allegra said.

Stormy sat back, and Allegra's phone rang with Quentin's call. She ignored.

--

[Zeus Hospital]

Cassie finally payed this month's bill after days of delay.

Her agent is still off the grid, and she didn't even meet him in his place when she went for him.

So she sold her diamond ring...the one Axel married her with.

She sold it and payed the bill with it.

She's in the ward with Shannon, and they're both staring at their vegetative father.

"I just hope he wakes soon. He needs to witness just how shameless his daughter is." Shannon muttered.

"I had no choice...I had to do what was the best at the time." Cassie said.

"Stop talking" Shannon said without looking at her.

"I swear, I was...

"I said stop!" Shannon pushed her 

Cassie's back slammed on the wall, and she winced painfully, wriggling.

Suspiciously, Shannon went to her, dragged down her gown zipper behind, revealing the big burn wound on her back.

"Oh...good...I guess Axel gave you this gift. So romantic, a very hot love." Shannon said without pity.

"Don't say that! I was trying my best to get you a better life!" Cassie raised her voice.

Shannon pulled her out of the ward so she won't disturb the old man's wellness with her volume.

"Don't you dare say you did anything cos of me! You did everything you did cos of selfishness! You are selfish! Master Kash should be one of the richest Sergeant in the base by now, but cos of you, cos of us, cos of love, he sacrificed his richness to take care of dad! And what did you do? You threw it all away! You trashed it and showed him how slutty you are! All for Axel?" Shannon chastised.

"Teal once said love is overrated—"

"Money is bae?" Shannon cut her off.

Cassie hiccupped.

"It's a popular chill phrase from Teal, and everyone of us in our squad has heard it from her once or twice. You're listening to her? Teal? Are you insane? And don't even tell me she pushed you into this... you're just greedy, and I hope you regret it for the rest of your life. From now on, act like you don't know me in that base. The only thing we have together is dad, and till he wakes, you're nothing!" Shannon continued.

She walked out on her, and Cassie wiped the tears in her eyes before they'd fall.

She hiccupped again, looking around to make sure there are no nurses or doctors around before returning to the ward.

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[Marquis Mansion]

Hera's breathings aren't regulated.

They're shaking, and she's sweating gallons into her jumpsuit as she threw punches at the punching bag in the training room.

Her trainer is behind her, putting her through and directing her every flow. Sweats shook from her brows to the ground between her legs, and as she thought about that day with Axel in the toilet, she punched harder.

Axel only tried to fit himself inside, and when he couldn't get it in, they stopped. And they call that sèx?

She's still a chaste virgin, and she'd say it anywhere.

She landed another punch which shook her insides, and she quickly grabbed the bag for balance.

"You're doing just fine, miss Hera." Her trainer said behind.

The Marquis entered, smiling as he marched to her.

"Any news?" She let go of the bag.

"I got a tidbit just now, Sierra is dead. Was burnt to death by...you know who."

"Four? Great, I love that. I was starting to get queasy cos of that lady. Now what next?" She asked, following him out of the room.

"Emily is probably in hiding, and she'd reach out soon. Get ready." He replied.

"I've never been more ready."

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[Moussaka Mansion]

There's no backdoor in the mansion at all. Just the front door and the windows, then the emergency door in case of fire accident.

Teal had checked out the emergency door, but it's still as locked as it has been since it was built. Never been opened.

So where? 

Where did Usman take Four through?

She's getting mad, and her brain is not even supplying anything as Usman left no trace to follow.

It was too clean except for the note on the wall.

Cops are here already here, and the men are running around the mansion, trying to gather info.

Teal refused interrogation. She's not gonna sit and chatter with cops when Usman is probably doing wicked things to her Four right now.

He's always been so sensitive about that scar, which is why he even refused to tell her the origin, but one thing is for sure. It makes him weak when messed with.

Teal raked her fingers through her hair, her madness escalating as the only bulb in her skull went off, leaving darkness. She heard a straight sound next.

This is starting to feel like that night when she heard about her parents death.

                     • Age 7 •

It's a dark moonless night—starless, too. It's the middle of fall when leaves shake off trees and make brown carpets on the roads and forests.

This time of the year is when football becomes interesting to play at night. Luckily, there's a playground in the middle of town that's not far from the ranch.

Teal and Rook are like the leaders of the football players. They bring the ball and pick out other kids that's gonna play with them.

Teal looks like a complete boy except for her pink small lips and girlish eyebrows which gave her out.

Otherwise, she's like a boy with her short trimmed hair and boy clothes.

She's in the same team as Rook, and they beat the opposing team with 3-1 that night.

Their joy was toppling as they left the playground, and Teal was throwing the ball up in the air and catching as they made their way home.

"You should grow your hair, pleaseee." Rook begged for the umpteenth time.

"I don't wanna look girlish, don't you get it? I wish I was born as a boy. I prefer dîck." She replied.

"You're so difficult, even your parents have been begging you to grow this hair, but once it grows beyond your ears, you barb it off. I don't like you boyish, and your boy clothes too." Rook complained.

"You don't like me or anything, do you?" Teal faced him, tossing the ball at him which he caught.

"I like you, it's obvious." Rook blinked, and Teal made faces.

"Any day my parents decide to allow me follow them to that DeVille castle to meet the couple who bought my ugly painting, I'd start growing my hair." She said.

"Then when we got home, we'll beg them together." Rook assured.

"For real? You can't take it back." Teal grabbed him.

"Of course, let's go." They held hands.

They even ran past Fletcher mansion—Rook's house.

They ran into Ambrose ranch, but they were slapped in the face with grief.

Townspeople are in front of the ranch, and they all look like they're crying but quickly wiped off their tears when they saw her coming.

This convergence only happens whenever there's a calamity in town, and Teal immediately figured it out when she couldn't find her parents in the ranch.

Her mum and dad's rooms are empty.

"Where are they? My parents?" She asked the converged townspeople.

They stayed silent.

"Where are my parents? They weren't supposed to go deliver any painting today? Where are they!!"

"The...the cliff... river" A woman stuttered.

Teal's arms dropped, eyes squeezing.

"An accident..." Another woman added.

"What!" The ball dropped from Rook.

Teal dashed out of the house, the bandana in her hair falling off as she slammed out of the small gate, tearing into the streets.

Her tears were already falling.

Her head making straight noises.

Madness threatening to enter her.

As her foot slammed against the town road, she ran towards the cliff.

Broken and tearful.

"Mum ... Dad."

                 • Present Time •

Teal is feeling it all-over again.

The numbness. The fear. The panic.

How would she find Usman whom she doesn't even know if he exists?

No lead. Nothing.

And that's the hardest part.

If Usman left any clue, she'd be chasing it instead of standing here.

Yulia, Kash, Jason and Xanthe came in, and she faced them with pained face.

Merely seeing that look, Yulia knew her suspicions were right.

Four got taken.

Jason, Kash and Xanthe went inside to check the washroom.

Yulia hugged Teal tight, and Teal finally let out her tears like a kid.

"My husband... he's... he's."

"Shh," Yulia hushed. "Four will be fine."

Meanwhile, outside the mansion, a black car is parked, and inside it, Mrs. Katerina sat poignantly.

Quietly, she brought her phone to her ear, on to the President.

"Saw Xanthe entering the moussaka mansion, send guards over to get him. And one more thing... Four might have been taken." she reported.

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[Therapeia Mental Institute, Underground Annex]

This area is like a duplicate of the upper annex.

Same number of rooms, same number of lights, same settings.

The five assistants are busy administering the needed dosages on the special mental patients since Empress fell back unconscious.

Empress's head is roundly bandaged, and she's laying on a separate bed in a separate room.

Sierra's burnt body is laying on the bed beside her.

Empress woke with a jerk, and the moment her fingers clicked on her belly, she opened her eyes.

The assistants rushed to help her uo, but she stopped them and sat up by herself.

She got down from the bed, staring deeply at Sierra's body and laughing out suddenly.

"She's still so beautiful even when burnt, no one can ever beat her." She slurred, touching her unrecognizable burnt face.

"Burnt and still pretty... you're one of a kind, sweetie." She laughed again, the sound horrifying.

"I'm gonna need a wig and makeup kit for her. New dress and shoes too. I need to dress her up and make her look prettier before grave." She said, stroking her burnt layers of skin.

An assistant left to get it all done immediately.

"And put me on a call to Kalynda, I should speak to her father and tell him his daughter is no more." She muttered.

Another assistant left to get that done.

In the opposite room, Number 44 sat on her bed, her wrists chained to the metals on the wall, and her eyes completely droopy and lifeless as she stared at Empress.

Empress faced her, smiling that sick, haunting smile again.

"Don't worry, 44. Everyone already thinks you're dead. And there's no way you're leaving this place cos now I've just been empowered." She said, cracking her neck.

She put on her glasses.

"You shouldn't have killed my daughter, Yulia."

"We got the closer pictures of the intruders from the footage. They're not clear, but you might recognize them." The most trusted assistant said from the last room.

Empress smirked.

--

[Military Base, 11PM ~ Level 3 Prison]

Located in the underground slum of the base, the only sound here is the creaking of insects as they sojourned the cold grounds.

The coldest place in this base is here.

The most pathetic place is here.

The most inhumane place is here.

Small bits of sugar cubes, rotten meat slabs, and sweets were gummed to the grounds and walls, and those layers are enough to attract insects, ants and bugs.

There are houseflies buzzing, venomous ants and spiders, bugs and crickets. All categories of crawling soldiers.

There are small open windows, but not big enough for an escape. Only big enough for an head to go through.

There's only a thorny metal bedstand without a bed on top, and the roof is almost touching the ground.

It's small, and took torturous. Enough to run anyone insane. One would feel the wall closing in mentally.

Axel sat n+kedly on the empty bedstand since it's the only available place. The thorns already digged into his arse, and his d+ck is dragging on the icy metals.

He's still crying, and he's raising his hand to his face and body every minute to kill bugs and insects as they crawled and bit him.

And worse is, he's still cuffed, so it's hard to target and kill them.

His skin is nothing to talk about right now, and he has barely spent five hours. He shoved a finger into his nose to drag out a bug that entered.

Immediately he brought it out, another one bit him by the side, and he slapped his palm on his tummy, leaving fingerprints.

An insect stung his arse, and his palm flew to his arse to kill it with a harder slap which sent signals to his skull.

He rubbed his back on the wall when he felt some ants over there, but that wall is full of them too, so he only got more attacks by them.

"F+ck off! Y'all! F+ck off!!!" He jumped around the room, his chain cuffs dragging after him with with a mockery chase.

His head turned cold when he felt them there—so many of them. He quickly shoved his hands in his air, almost pulling it out of his scalp as he tried to get them off, but it's futile.

The worse came when one of them bit him on the d+ck, and he had to start flicking his d+ck, crying and swinging it to get the ant away.

He was still in the middle of the endless torture when he heard dull creaks outside the door.

Someone's coming.

And only two people have the keys to this hell.

Yulia, or Four.

Must be one of them. Did Four finally decide to kill him?

He held his stinging d+ck tight, holding his breaths too as the small thin door clicked open.

A shadow entered, and though he can't make out the face, he knows it's not Four or Yulia.

Both of them are taller than this person, and this person is holding a chain breaker tool.

"Who are you?" Axel asked with shaky breaths as the person walked cautiously to him.

No response.

"Who're...you?" Axel asked again, but he was replied with the weighty fall of his chains from his wrists.

The person actually cut it.

"Who're...you?" Axel asked, breathlessly for the third time.

A flashlight came on from the person.

He raised it up, slowly.

Very slow, till the bright ray of light hit his face.

Axel gasped, his eyes glazed over with shock.

"Theo?"

"Usman's smartest man. That's me." Theo smiled eerily, the type that belongs to a psycho.

TBC.

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