Warning: This chapter contains mature content and may be disturbing to some readers.
He slowly walked up to me and started smashing the baton in his other hand to intimidate me.
I don't think he'll actually hit me, but I still placed my arms back down where the cuffs used to be.
"Hah, don't think I'll go easy on you like Mister Hunter did." He bragged.
I didn't say anything back and kept my mouth shut.
His eyebrow twitched and he snapped, "OHH, GONNA IGNORE ME HUH?" He yelled as he smashed the baton into my stomach.
"Ugh!" I whimpered in agonizing pain. The baton was worse than a normal hit because of the electricity.
"Now that you see that I'm not playing around…" He crouched.
"Lets get some answers."
I didn't answer as I held my stomach in pain and clenched my eyes closed.
I could hear him grit his teeth as he sighed.
"I see. So that's how you want to play."
He stood up and grabbed my hair pulling me off the chair and causing me to face plant into the ground as he forgot my legs were still restrained to the chair.
"ouch!" I was barely audible, but the pain was tremendous as he had yanked my hair really hard, causing the chair that I didn't even know could move to fall over on top of me.
"Heh, whoops!"
The chair felt like a boulder squishing me… I tried to squirm out, but my legs were still attached.
He finally flipped the chair around with me laying on top of it.
"Okay, so I'm guessing you don't want that to happen again… right?" He looked down on me as he said this.
I almost didn't respond, but as his grip on the baton tightened, I realized and quickly responded.
"Y-yeah…"
"Perfect!" He said with an antagonizing smile.
"This one's an easy one!" He gestured his hands then crouched down with his face extremely close to mine.
"Who, are, you?" He asked while tilting his head for every word.
"I-i'm Lydia-" Before I could even finish he let out a deep sigh as he quickly got up and smashed the baton on me again.
"AGH!" Tears started rolling down my face, he definitely broke some of my ribs.
"He already told me you aren't Lydia, so do we want to try that again?"
I barely realized he asked me anything and didn't get a chance to respond before he smashed me again.
"AHHH! WHY!" I screamed as I looked at him, and based on his expression, I could tell he was enjoying this.
"What do you mean why? I've already told you what you need to tell me."
"I DON'T KNOW WHO ELSE I WOULD BE!!" I screamed at him, but this time, he smashed the baton on my leg, breaking it and one of the restraints.
I screamed again, but I couldn't muster the strength to talk when he asked me another question, so he hit my other leg breaking it as well as the other restraint.
"Man do I love that 'cracking' noise!" He said sadistically.
I was starting to slip in and out of consciousness, I couldn't take the pain anymore.
He hit me again, but I was already in so much pain that I only flinched.
Who knew a person could be so evil that they could inflict more pain than a literal planet.
I could see his mouth moving, but I didn't hear a word come out.
I feel pathetic. I'm no longer restrained to the chair, but because of the pain, I couldn't get up and defend myself.
I'm so pathetic… this measly pain is holding me back? Okay… it's not measly, but still.
My vision started getting darker… and it reminded me of when I first died. Was this it? Is my second chance over?
My vision became fully black… but something was different. Green started flashing and the pain started getting more intense. What was happening?
It felt like I was getting up, and visions started flashing in my mind.
He was backing up?
Wait… he was scared now?
I couldn't tell what was happening, everything was flashing by so fast.
One moment he was torturing me, and another he's scared of me?
Now he's banging on the door-
The visions were so flashy, all green like I was in the void… but I knew what just happened very clearly.
I… stabbed his chest and pierced through his he-
I didn't finish the sentence, I wanted to barf.
I couldn't believe it. I had just killed him…
Was it me who killed him though?
I don't even know, and it doesn't really matter at this point… but I could tell I wanted to believe it wasn't me who did it.
In the visions, I fell down grabbing my head, I think I was yelling… but after a few seconds, the flashing stopped and everything went black.
I opened my eyes, and before me was his dead body with blood all over the floor.
I averted my gaze as soon as I could but I still ended up vomiting.
What have I done… tears rolled down my face.
why? Why? WHY? I said over and over again slamming my fist into the ground.
He hurt me so bad, but why do I care so much about killing him?
I groveled before finally deciding to push the pain and sadness down and get up.
I wiped the tears off my face as I couldn't see anything.
"sigh… I'll have to deal with this later." I realized this was my only opportunity to get the information we were looking for since I've already been found out. I won't get another chance.
I slowly walked over to the door while holding my stomach. I feel like I was healing way slower than I did earlier… at least the bones in my legs healed enough for me to walk, but it hurts like hell to do so.
Luckily, the door was already opened since this guy was trying to escape, but it had opened too slowly for him to actually get out.
As I walked out, I couldn't help myself, and kicked his head pretty hard out of the way…
"Ouch!" I just hurt myself…
Even though I feel horrible for killing him, I was still aggravated at how much he hurt me. I mean, I can't even walk properly right now and kicking him hurt my leg even more.
I leaned against the wall and slowly dragged myself farther down the hallways. I need to find something… maybe a computer or security system.
I eventually found a doorway that was open, with someone inside. I couldn't tell who was in there, but I could hear stuff rustling around.
I slowly peeked around the corner, and to my surprise, it was the man in the suit from earlier… the one that I had sucker punched. It seemed like this room was his office, and it was completely empty beside his desk, a bookshelf in the back, and a random picture on the wall.
He was looking for something in one of the desk drawers when all of a sudden he slammed it closed and looked up directly at me. I promptly swung my head back behind the wall and grit my teeth.
Did he see-
"Who is there??" His tone was firm and direct.
My heart froze as I stopped breathing. He saw me.