Michael blinked awake on his knees, straining from chains joining his wrists to a stone wall behind him. Aside the small dim yellow light in the dark space, smelling of rot, blood and death, the room was grim dark. He hung down from the weight, his head lowered to the ground, dripping with water. His shoulders hurt from the awkward stretch. He was about to drag himself upright when he noticed he was completely restricted. His ankles were locked in chains, attach to sockets on the concrete ground. Save his briefs, Michael was otherwise naked. Sweat poured from his body, leaving trails of fire over the fresh bruises he sustained on his back. The room exuded heat that could shame the blaze of Summer. Avery's face drifted into his subconscious. He had many things he needed to apologize for. He was a total jerk, and there was no justification for the pain he caused her. She deserves more than a loser like him.The pain jolted him fully awake. "Where am I?" he asked, scanning the room fo
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