A/N: So, last time out, I hinted that there's bad times ahead for young wegg... here's the start of things to come...

CHAPTER FIVE

Greg opened his eyes slowly, and looked around. Where was he? The last thing Greg remembered, he had been walking home, but Greg wasn't in his home now, he was somewhere else. He was in a room with bare walls, and no windows, and a staircase leading up to the ceiling. Greg figured he was probably in a basement. Greg's figuring was right.

The door to the room opened, and footsteps came down the stairs. Greg looked up at who the face belonged to. He didn't recognise the man. Greg stood up. "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

The man punched Greg, and Greg dropped to his knees, rubbing his cheek. He went to stand up, but the man grabbed Greg's hair. Tight. Greg whimpered slightly, the tension in his scalp was doing nothing to help the already pounding in his head. "Get off me." Greg stood up slightly, and tried to pull his hair free. He put his hands on the top of his head, which left the rest of him unprotected, and his captor kicked him in the stomach, which knocked the wind out of Greg and he dropped to his knees again. The man brought his knee up into Greg's face, and Greg cried out in pain. His attacker let go of Greg's hair, and Greg dropped onto his stomach, dazed. He rolled onto his side, and tried to crawl away from his attacker, to escape, but his attacker easily caught him, and pinned him to the ground. He knelt on Greg's back. Greg cried out in pain.

"Listen to me, Sanders."

"Who are you?" whimpered Greg.

"Don't you recognise me?"

"No."

"Who do I look like?"

"I don't know."

"Let me refresh your memory," said the man, kneeling harder. "On the 7th of June, you went out to a scene, where you killed a man."

Greg gasped.

"Oh, you remember now? You remember the man you killed?"

Greg nodded.

"That man was my cousin, and you killed him. Do you have any idea of the suffering you've put his family through?"

Greg didn't say anything.

"You don't have an idea?" laughed the man. "Well, you will soon."

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A/N: Dum dum dumm. The cousin of the man Greg killed came back. Who saw that coming? I know I certainly didn't...