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Thud…thud...thud.
The sound came from the same direction as the first. Mello thought it sounded like footsteps, but much too heavy for any normal person.
Thud…thud…thud.
Constance had closed her eyes and said a silent prayer. She knew what was coming.
Thud…thud…thud.
Near scanned the room one last time. His eyes rested on a low part of the wall next to him. He saw a large, dark, damp vent.
Thud…thud…thud.
Matt struggled against his chains. Pulling, pushing and using all this strength to break through. It was one last futile attempt to break free.
Thud…thud…thud.
A large man in heavy boots, dirty jeans, and a large camouflage jacket appeared. The three Wammy boys stared at the strangely dressed man, then they noticed Constance. Her eyes were pouring tears, her hands were balled into fists, and her head hung showing that the last sliver of hope in her heart had left.
"You're awake." The man spoke in calm and soothing voice. Mello was surprised to hear such a kind sounding voice.
"Welcome to my humble home." An evil grin crossed his face. "I hope you enjoy your stay."
"What have you done to them!?!" Mello gestured at the row of lifeless bodies and Constance.
The man's smile grew bigger. "I just had a little fun. And don't be so upset. When they were begging for death, I gave them a knife to kill themselves."
Mello glared at the man. Matt was terrified, but wouldn't show it. And Near, being the calm, thoughtful person he was, wanted to find out more about this man. He already had a plan to escape, so whatever he could find out now would help him catch this man and arrest him.
"What's your name?" Near's voice was as emotionless as always.
"Why do you want to know? Well I guess since you're going to die, I guess it doesn't matter. Byron. Byron Hunt."
"Who did you get us here?"
"I used a tranquilizer gun. That's why your necks are bleeding."
"Why did you kidnap us and the girls?"
"Well aren't you full of questions. But I guess I must answer them. I kidnapped you and the girls because I have a… grudge with the place you all grew up."
"Wammy House?"
"Yes." Byron's grin melted into a look of disgust. "I grew up in Wammy House and those bastards thought I was evil, so they kicked me out. Now, I collect Wammy children and it helps me channel my rage."
All three Wammy boys looked at the row of women with new eyes. They were the same. Orphans, incredibly inelegant, and impossible to find. But this former Wammy boy found them any way.
The man walked to the farthest corner in the room and pulled a large cart to the center if the room. On it, his instruments of torture. Knifes, lighters, broken pieces of glass, a small wooden box, and other strange items unidentifiable from the view the boys saw them.
Constance lifted her knees to her chest and flinched with every sound Byron made.
Mello hated the idea of this poor girl being tortured. She looked so innocent. Like a young child getting lost in a store and crying for their mother.
"Now tell me." Byron said, picking up the small wooden box. "Who should we start with? The young gamer with a bad habit of smoking, the scarred blonde with an addiction to chocolate, the albino with a strange obsession with toys, or the innocent genius who's an inch from death?"
Byron knew everything there was to know about his victims, and it made it worse. Mello thought about being tortured while being reminded of his worst memories.
The man walked over to the boys and squatted in front of them. He opened the box and pulled out a syringe and a vile of clear, red liquid.
"I guess we'll start with you." Byron inserted the liquid into the syringe and turned to Matt.
Matt's eyes widened and he struggled even harder against his restraints. Byron walked over so he was directly in front of Matt. He gave an evil grin and injected the liquid into Matt's arm.
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