1Chapter 2-Hour 2

Jack looked at the man as he got closer to him.

Man-"Are you going to tell us what we want to know?"

Jack looked away, he knew what was coming and he braced himself for it.

The man shook his head as and grabbed Jacks arm and strapped it to the arm of the chair.

Man-"This is your final chance, tell me and you can save yourself."

Jack's breathing quickened but he still said nothing, he couldn't.

The man looked at him one last time then maneuvered his knife into Jack's upper arm with one quick motion.

Jack's eyes got wide then slammed shut, but still he refused to cry out. The man pushed harder on the handle of the knife, forcing it deeper into Jack's pale flesh.

Man-"Jack, have you had enough?"

He got a firm grip on the knife and twisted it. This time Jack couldn't hold it in anymore, he let out a screech and grabbed the arm of the chair with all his might.

The man pulled the knife out without warning and threw it to the side in frustration.

He walked to the door with his back facing Jack and took a deep breathe. When he turned around Jack could see the fiery flame of anger in his eyes.

He came back over and lifted his foot and brought it down, full force on Jacks groin.

Man-"Talk you fucker!"

Jack gasped and sat forward on the chair with wide eyes, panting.

Man-"You have not said a word in the 5 months that we have had you, you have to talk eventually"

Jack grunted and looked up at him.

He turned on his heels and knelt back down next to his briefcase and filled a syringe full of a strange clear liquid.

Man-"Jack, this will make you feel like you have fire running through your veins, it is a old Chinese torture method, I will use it if you don't tell me right now who ordered the attack in our consul?"

Jack looked away and said nothing. The man sighed and pulled up Jack sleeve and grabbed an alcohol swab and dabbed it roughly onto Jacks skin. Jack's eyes got wide and he grunted as the alcohol seeped into the fresh stab wound. The man raised the syringe and looked at Jack's face for a brief moment before driving the needle into him.

Jack tried desperately to pull away as the plunger was pushed in. The needle was removed and the man sat back and waited. At first, there was nothing but a slight tingle at the injection sight, but before he knew it, it spread to his whole body. It gradually worsened into a burning.

He looked at the man with wide eyes, desperate for him to make it stop. His body began to tremble as he let out a moan of pain. He wanted nothing more then to die, he just couldn't let go though. The man watched as the other man began to squirm around. Jack felt saliva rush into his mouth and bile rose into his throat. Next thing he knew he was soaked in his own vomit.

Man-"Now who the fuck is gonna clean that up?"

He didn't know why he was talking, the man before him was in his own world right now, nothing was getting through but pain and the voices in his head.

He sighed and turned away when Jack started making gargling noises. Jack threw his head back over the top of the chair and let drool run down his chin.

He tried to fight it as his eyes rolled back in his head, but the lull was to strong.

He fell into oblivion again, dark surrounded him still but the pain was just not there.

He heard a child laughing and he looked around for the source of the sudden sound. He saw a little blonde girl, swinging with her mother on a swing set at the park. He smiled at the sight. The happy picture in his mind didn't last long though, a huge explosion rattled through him. All he saw was white. He blinked until it cleared then looked around, confused. The lifeless bodies of the girl and her mother we lying face first on the ground by the swings they were just playing happily on.

He gasped as a small voice echoed through his mind, the same one that laughed.

Child-"Jack, you killed us, its your fault, how could you, I was just a little girl."

Jack fell to his knees.

The Chinese man watched as the unconscious man began to twitch and jerk violently.

Man-"What the hell is going through your head?"

He pulled a popper from his briefcase and held it under Jacks nose. He eyes suddenly shot open and he gasped and looked around as it all started to come back to him again.

Pain was the first sensation that fully came back to him. When his eyes finally focused fully and he looked at the man over him, he was suddenly engulfed in overwhelming fear. He gripped the chair arm with white knuckles.

Man-"Passing out is not going to save you Mr. Bauer, nothing can save you now."