It was dark with the feeling of cold air and he could feel the hard metal on his wrists as he pulled trying to free his hands. He felt fear for his friends when he thought of them but he knew that his captors didn't have his friends and then there was pain as he felt something cut his arm. Narrowing his eyes then he swore to remain strong until help came. The blindfold was removed then the door shut with a bang so he looked around. The room was large with white walls, two single beds and a table but other than that the room was empty. The door was like the prison doors with bars that wouldn't be much help. The cut on his arm wasn't deep but was bleeding and the metal on his wrists were very heavy.