Clea immediately sucks her bottom lip into her mouth doing her best to muffle her screams.

“Thank you that’s better.”

Finding some fabric string the person takes her left hand and ties it to a nearby pillar. Looking at their surroundings the person looks for any idea for tying up her other arm since there were no pillars close enough. As the person is searching they see exactly what they needed. Grabbing her right hand the person places it inside the clamp on vice grip located that the edge of the table. Once her arm is seated where it should be the person begins to slowly tighten it. Every time the clamps were tightened it shoot waves of pain up her arm. With one last twist Clea screams out in pain.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

“No—-no, no yelling remember you don’t want to be rude and cause me a headache now do you?”

Tears streaming down her face, blood gushing from her mouth, and a dislocated kneecap Clea sucks in her bottom lip again. Looking at her right arm in the vise grip could only sit and wait to find out what was in store for her next.

Once she sucked in her lip her cries were muffled once again.

“Ahhhh that’s more like it, ”the person says pulling out a chair and sitting down in it in front of Clea.

“Now, Clea I want to ask you a question may I?”

“Ugh yeah I——.”

Before Clea could even finish her sentence she is punch again this time resulting in a deep gash right below her left eye.

“Ahhhhhhh fuck what was that for,”Clea screams.

“Oh my bad from where I was sitting it looked like a gnat landed on your check and well since both of your hands are tied up at this time I thought I would help you out by knocking it away for you. I don’t get a thank you?”

Clea is staring at the person like they had lost their damn mind.

Looking at Clea, “Wow that’s cold!”

Clea is in so much pain she can barely keep her head straight.

“Okay Ms. Clea now that I have your full and undivided attention—oh wait before I begin you are right handed right?”

Clea nods her head in agreement.