Torture At it's Finest
By Harold Finch +Grace luvr
Chapter 1
A woman screaming in the distance jolted Finch out of his slumber. As he gathered his thoughts to figure out where he was, he realized that he was chained to a chair. Try as he might he couldn't get the chains to budge on either his arms or his legs. He saw a chair across from him and he knew he was going to be interrogated. Finch turned his head as the door was unlocked and the woman he assumed he heard screaming only mere seconds ago was thrown into the room with him. ''Get in there and shut up you stupid bitch!''The man who just threw this poor woman in the room with Finch almost gave him a heart attack .The man was in his mid 20's and looked like he lifted 30 pound weights daily. He was tall and had short black hair. Finch wasn't certain what color his eyes were, but he was certain this man scared the crap out of him with his menacing appearance. The man's eyes did however burn with more evil than the fires in hell. When the man closed and locked the door Finch turned his attention to the quietly sobbing woman on the cold concrete ground. The woman's eyes were blindfolded and her hands were cuffed in front of her. Finch was about to ask the woman if she was alright when he suddenly realized that he knew the woman and he felt as if his heart had stopped beating in his chest.* NO! It can't be her! *
''Grace! ? ''
''Who's there and how do you know my name? ''
Finch hesitated before replying hesitantly
''Grace, take off the blindfold.''
Grace took the blindfold off, letting her eyes adjust to the lighting for a moment before her eyes widened in shock and horror at the man sitting chained to a chair directly in front of her.