"Are you ready? Not too sore?" Sam checked her over.
"Stop fussing over me and let's go." she told him. She slipped the key into the lock again and opened the door. Sam took hold of her hand and together they stepped out into the hall. They made their way down the hall and turned the corner, ending up facing yet another hall way. Following the various darkened hallways they tried to find a door that would lead them outside.
"We're going around in circles, Brittany." Sam whispered.
"Keep going. There's got to be a way out somewhere." Brittany whispered back. They kept going until finally they turned around another corner and ran straight into Gruff.
"Going somewhere?" he asked tauntingly. Brittany felt Sam tense beside her and was tempted to run. But she knew that Gruff would probably just follow and Scruffy would definitely be around somewhere too.
"I thought not. You two are coming with me." he told them, grabbing them both by the hair and dragging them to the room with the bed which Sam had nicknamed 'The torture Room'. Locking the door behind him, he let go of the two captives. Looking around, Sam and Brittany saw that as well as the bed, which had now been shoved against the wall, the chair was back, a small table with a piece of paper and a tiny box sat against the opposite wall to the bed and there were two clothing bags hanging on the wall, a white one and a black one.
"So, you thought you could escape, did you? Well, we're not stupid. We heard you shuffling around. Now, both of you get changed into the clothes in the bags and then we will discuss the rest of your punishment." he told them. The pair crossed the room and opened the bags. The black one contained a smart black suit while the white bag contained a stunning white wedding dress. Brittany gasped in shock and was about to turn around and ask when she heard the door open and close again. They both knew it was Scruffy so they quickly changed into the clothes, then turned and faced their captors.
"Don't you look beautiful?" Gruff cooed, reaching out to touch her face. She jerked her head away from him in defiance. Gruff growled and slapped her across the face again, making that scar tear open and bleed. Brittany saw the bright red drip onto the dress and bit her lip.
"Pay some respect, bitch. Now, we are going to be having a wedding. You, boy, go get that box." Gruff told Sam, pointing at the box on the table. Sam glared at him but went and got the box anyway. Scruffy snatched it out of his hands the minute he was in reach.
"Alright, both of you hold out your left hands." Scruffy grabbed Brittany's hand and took a gold ring out of the box. He showed her tauntingly and then shoved it on her finger. It was too small to fit over her knuckle but he kept pushing it anyway until it became completely stuck there. Then he did the same to Sam, making the ring stick on his finger.
"Come here, girl." Gruff said. Brittany stepped forward nervously. Gruff grabbed her right arm and turned her hand so her palm was facing the roof. He ran a small knife across it and the blood seeped up. Then he handed her a thin piece of plastic and did the same thing to Sam.
"Both of you, sign on the bottom of the paper using the blood and plastic. When you're done, go about your honeymoon activities, like normal, only this time you will both be chained to the wall." Gruff knelt to the ground and clapped shackles around both of their legs, chaining them both to the wall. Sam sighed and leant down to sign his name. Brittany copied him, knowing that there was no way this was legal the therefore wouldn't be recognised once they got out.