For the first time Greg was aware that it was in actual fact daylight. The tiniest rays of sunshine were creeping through the smallest of cracks at a boarded up window Greg hadn't noticed before. Was it really only just morning? His ordeal seemed to have lasted for days but it appeared it was only mere hours ago since he was abducted from the lab. Maybe there was still hope then, 24 hours had not yet passed, the prime time frame to find a kidnapping victim. But Greg soon found himself realising this was no ordinary kidnapping, no ransom would be demanded, no exchange or rescue would take place, and this was just plain harsh revenge.
At that moment the door to his prison cell as he preferred to think of it opened. Paul was stood in the doorway, grinning from ear to ear. Greg felt sick; he had such a sadistic smile. "Hey kiddo" he greeted him, ruffling Greg's hair in a manner more akin to father and son rather than kidnapper and captive. "It seems were famous! Check out the news" He turned up the portable radio he had brought with him so Greg could hear the news report.
"The Las Vegas Crime Lab is this morning reeling from a chain of events which has ended with the brutal deaths of at least seven employees. Last night it seems an unknown assailant broke into the CSI building and brutally killed six lab technicians and one security guard. Another young technician is feared to have been abducted. Gregory Sanders was found to be missing and police have reason to believe he was kidnapped. We have no further information regarding this incident but we understand that every effort is being made to locate Mr Sanders and investigations are ongoing into the deaths that occurred last night. It is thought that none of the elite Crime Scene Investigators were present at the time of the murders and suspected abduction…"
"Every effort eh Greggo? Impressive. They could have the entire LVPD looking and they would never find us"
Greg glared at him, not wanting to converse, the bulletin had shocked him to hear the brutal truth and to hear his name. He wondered what people must think, why he was spared the slaughter. Some people probably thought he was involved and the kidnap claim was just a cover up. He sighed, wishing he could just move his arms or something he was so stiff, he found himself wondering if he hadn't tried to escape would he still be tied that chair, he decided it might be preferable to how he currently was, at least his arms wouldn't feel so tired.
"What do you think they're doing right now Greg? Will they all be looking for you?"
Greg ignored him. This incensed Paul who grabbed him viciously by the chin and forced Greg to look right at him. He slapped Greg hard across the face. "I told you never to ignore me!"
Greg reeled from the sting of the blow; Paul was so mentally unhinged and unpredictable, there was fire burning in his eyes and then just like that it was extinguished, replaced by his usual malicious grin. "How do you want to die Greg?"
"Now" He simply replied, almost begging.
Paul laughed harshly "Sorry no can do but you may get your wish later tonight. You certainly won't live to see tomorrow"
It was the kind of statement that should terrify anybody but to Greg he found it oddly comforting, it meant that his ordeal was finally coming to an end. "
But that's later, now is the time for me to have fun." Greg found himself wondering what Paul meant by 'fun' when without warning, he lunged forward and kissed a helpless Greg on the lips. Greg was too shocked to initially react but soon recoiled in horror and tried to pull his mouth away, Paul placed his hand on Greg's bare chest and with his other hand injected Greg's arm. Greg realised in that moment his ordeal was about to get even more horrifying than he could possibly imagine. He didn't care about crying in front of him anymore and his tears flowed readily as he begged him to stop. "Please god no" he sobbed but Paul ignored him, shushing him with a finger to his lips as he watched his captive break down in front of him, the kids terror made him even more attractive as he fought a losing battle against the drugs that were taking over his body, he was slowly losing self control, Greg's tormented body sank into black unconsciousness.
A/N: Ok so i really struggled with my emotions about how to play this out and decided to do it like this, its suggestion more than anything else, it gets no further explicit but you will be in no doubt i guess as to whats happened. Sorry if you dont like it later chapters will explain why i promise. When i wrote this there is another chapter between this one and the next but i dont know i guess i now dont think its necessary or appropriate? Let me know what you think