Chapter 6

Marcellus eyes snapped open and he sat up, confusion clouding his mind. He was in a strange room, and his legs and hands were tied to the bed with rough ropes. Panic set in as he realized his mouth was also taped shut, preventing him from crying out for help. He struggled against the ropes, but they only seemed to tighten, cutting into his skin.

As he thrashed about, he caught a glimpse of someone standing in the corner of the room, watching him. The figure stepped forward, revealing himself as a tall, thin man with a menacing grin. Marcellus heart raced as the man approached, and he redoubled his efforts to escape.

But the man was too strong, and the boy soon found himself pinned to the bed, the ropes binding him even tighter. He could feel the man’s hot breath on his face as he leaned in, speaking in a low voice. “Your finally going to get me what I’ve always wanted boy. So be good and try not to escape, if you don’t want me to hurt you.”

Marcellus nodded his hea