Third person's POV Damon walked through the rusty, dimly lit corridor that reeked of a disgusting smell. He opened the door and walked in with slow threatening steps. His prey was already there on the chair, tied and gagged. Trembling like a leaf as if he has seen death himself. Damon stood in the shadows for the longest of time. Enjoying the terror that danced in the eyes of his captive. The pathetic thing tried to struggle, he even tried to say something but it was muffled with the gag. "Hello, Levi," Damon said in his gruff voice. The guy visibly flinched when Damon stepped out of the shadows. His face, a mask of anger. The guy stopped strug
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