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The pane opens and two men come out, one grabs my upper arm forcefully and takes me behind the pane.

It’s a small room. There is a keyboard and a small screen beside it, behind that is a man who sits in a plush chair.

As we approach him he stands up.

His jaw is very defined, his hair, in a quiff at the top, his brown hair matches the slight beard that he seems to have going on. He has on a white button up with the sleeves rolled up. His muscles, very defined, and he was tall. Tattoos, everywhere. They cover his arms, and his neck, you can even see them through his shirt.

If I wasn’t scared out of my mind I would say he could hit this from the moon and back in every direction on the way up and back down.

My virgin mind speaks as though I’ve had years and years of experience.

“What is your name?” His voice came as a surprise, very rich in accent, but deep and light at the same time.

“Hunter.”

“Alright. My name is Liam. That will be the only name you ever address me with unless told otherwise. Understood?”

I nod yes and he raises his hand above his head, bringing it down across my face.

I let my head hang until someone harshly grabs it and holds it back up.

I look at Liam and he is seething. If steam could really blow out of someone’s ears like in the cartoons, I’m almost 100% sure it would be coming out of his right now.

“Don’t you ever nod or make any gestures to me. You speak when spoken to. Understood?”

My eyes fill to the brim with tears, but I hold my eyes open and fight the urge to blink.

Trying to be strong always seemed easy when I was faced with a death in the family, or a heartbreak- if you will. Now that I’m under these circumstances I’m not sure how strong I am going to be able to be.

“Yes Liam.”

He fixes his sleeves and rolls his neck so it pops, “That’s better. Okay boys, get her to my house and you know what to do with her.”

Both men grabbed onto each of my arms and said in unison, “Yes sir.”

Liam sent a nod into their direction and walked out the door first, and then us three, the two men basically dragging me behind.

The hallways were a shiny black, there was only one door to the right and a door at the end of the hallway.

Liam took the right turn and went into the room while we kept walking straight. I wonder what was in that room.

We reach the end of that hallway and the men stop. They both face each other.

“You or me.”

The man to the left laughs, “I’ll take this one I think.”

The next thing I know I was falling to the floor with a lightheaded feeling, trying to hold my arms out to help catch the fall, but I felt almost drunk and strangely enough I couldn’t feel my arms.

Notes

Thanks for reading!

l.b.