Chapter Three

Chapter Three

A dark silhouette stood at the window with a cigarette in hand. The moon cast a dark shadow over him but it could be figured out the person beside the window was a manly figure.

He held a glass of whiskey and the other hand a cigarette. His head spun with thoughts of the past. The past that was etched deep into his heart like a scar.

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JOHN'S POV

In a run-down and dilapidated warehouse located in the outskirts of Orano, a young man was kidnapped and blindfolded.

The blindfold was lifted off my eyes, as the effect of the drug I was injected with began to wear off my system. My eyes slowly opened as I groan in pain, my palms covering my face to shield off the cutting edge light that infiltrates my vision.

The last time I could remember my eyes were forcibly blindfolded. "What do you want?" I asked, my eyes scanning the black-masked boys holding sticks and batons.

"Hahahaha..." They roared in laughter and one sent a bone-crushing punch to my stoma