Sebastian jerked awake to the harsh flicker of the fluorescent light above him. His wrists and ankles were strapped tightly to the electric torture chair – thick leather belts digging into his skin like claws.
The cold metal pressed against his spine, sending a shiver across his bruised, half-healed body and his head was held in place by a strap.
"Wakey wakey... Time for some fun." A ruthlessly looking guard pressed a button on the wall.
Immediately, a screen descended in front of him.
"What is this trash?" Sebastian spat out, his voice raspy and his tone defiant as he stared at the blank screen.
"Watch!" A devilish smirk curled up the corner of the guard's lips as he pressed a remote button.
At first, Sebastian frowned thinking it had something to do with his past. But the image that appeared on the screen made his heart stop.
"No..." He breathed out, his breath hot and quivering.
