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The nore it as I scramble for desperate words “You can’t killto do what he wants”

“Good thing there’s a long way to go between alive and dead You’re about to find that out”

I struggle against his grip again It earns me another hard slap

While I’ from the blow, Bane jams a key into the door’s deadbolt

Inside the garage is pitch-black and reeks of chemicals Bleach and I’ht that strea, open space and a chain that dangles fro

And a small table with various tools laid out in a tidy row

Alical

Bane dragsinto my flesh and muscle

My heels scrape across the dirt floor as I resist “I’ain, I swear! It was a mistake!”

“Yeah, I’ve heard that before, once or twice” Bane snorts, clasping a handcuff that was on the table over ain after this”

I let s more difficult But, despite my best efforts to resist, he has my wrists bound above my head in seconds, and attached to the overhead chain

I tug against the bindings, only to confir to do to me?” I can’t hide the fear in my voice as I eye the various blades, pliers, and other tools How many people has he used those on?

“Seeing as I’ve gotta go fix your door, I thought I’d leave you in here for a while” He yanks on the chain, pulling me up onto the balls of ettoward the door, he flips a switch near the door A light flickers on, casting a dilow over the vacuous space “See you in a few hours” He sla

I allowto be soon, at least he’s not using those tools on me

Yet

Hidden beneath that strong che else A ent and foul And yet there’s nothing much in here from what I can see