3.
Nate slowly woke to the sound of someone being dumped beside his feet, he lay still hoping that they wouldn't drag him off again. He breathed a sigh of relieve as he heard the door slam shut. He slowly lifted his head up to see Sterling slumped facing him, blood oozing out of his mouth and his right eye swollen shut, looks like they had fun with him as well. He gently lifted himself up into a sitting position and shuffled over to lean against the wall. Short sharp ragged breaths were all he could take as his stomach protested at every move he made. He must of drifted off again as he was awoken by the sound of Sterling waking up with a load groan. "Sterling, hey Sterling sit up you need to sit up". With a huge amount of effort Sterling managed to get himself propped up against the wall near Nate. "Don't suppose any of your team know where you where Nate" Sterling asked. "Not sure" replied Nate, "with Hardison I never know if I've got a bug on me or not". "Well I hope to god he did because I can't see any other way out of here" replied Sterling. They both looked up at the sound of the door being unlocked and opened, and in walked three guys. They walked over and grabbed Nate under each arm and lifted him off the floor. "Where you taking me?" asked Nate and was rewarded with a punch to the stomach that took his breath away. He started to cough and tasted blood yet again in his mouth and spat it out. Sterling took the slight chance of distraction and got to his feet and struck one of the men in the jaw giving Nate the chance to get one arm free and wrestle the other guy to the floor. Nate was sure he was winning the fight till he felt a short sharp pain in his back and could do nothing but scream till it stopped. He was hauled to his feet by two guys and found himself being used as a punch bag, yet again he passed out.
The freezing cold water they threw on him woke him up instantly; he was hanging from the hook yet again, but this time he was stripped to the waist."Ah Mr Ford I see your awake again". Nate smiled he wasn't going to give this son of a bitch the satisfaction of seeing him in pain. "Don't want to spoil your party, being the guest of honour and all" replied Nate. "Nice to see you've still got your sense of humour, but no time to waste we must get on with things. Have you ever seen one of these?" To Nate it looked like a metal bar, but something was off about it, it had a switch on it. "No, oh do let me explain. You see it's called a cattle prod and it gives off a charge of electricity and it hurts like a son of a bitch on wet skin". Now Nate knew why they'd stripped and soaked him, shit this was going to hurt.