Back In Hell
Booth wasn't exactly sure when he lost consciousness. All he knew was that it wasn't soon enough.
What was pain? Had he ever really experienced it until now? After the mysterious man was done with electrocution he moved on to what he called the "Five Basic Forms of Torture." Which turned out to be blunt, sharp, hot, cold, and loud. Now that loud was finished the man moved on to blunt.
"Sealy..." Came a soft voice from the shadows, Booth didn't respond. "Sealy...are you with us Sealy. Come on....I know you can do it." Electrical currents from the last attack still shook Booth's body making him twitching giving of a noncommittal moan now and then. Finally his eyes fluttered open. "That's it. I must say that I am very impressed. I mean this was suppose to be the loud section of torture, but you barely made a sound. Stronger men than you have broken from this, I guess we'll just have to up the game." His hands and legs, that had been tied to the chair, were suddenly released. "I was going to save this for tomorrow, but your astounding will power makes me want to crush you even more. Get up." This was followed by a long pause when Booth didn't respond. "GET UP!!!!"
Booth dimly remembered trying to throw a couple of blows one might have even hit him but overall it didn't matter. The darkness closed in around him about the third blow. This was it, I'm so sorry Bones I'm breaking my promise.