Sorry this story took so long to finish but I've been very busy fighting with my mind and my hands. To get this story typed. Let me tell you folks its not easy type after you've had a brain aneurysm and stroke to boot. So as always Shane Salerno and NBC owns these characters, except for Valinda and my S.W.A.T. team. So here we go.
Lamb Steak Anyone?
A camera clicked in the utter darkness, while his body screamed in agony, his skin was blistering and tight. The slight breeze of a ventilation system caused each wound to ache anew.
No more, please God, no more- ran thru his head on a continuous loop with each twinge of pain. He had lost all track of time; his only sense of reference was when a new bout of torture started and ended. Now he was waiting for the next round, and hoped it would not come. He heard footsteps approaching, and knew it was about to start all over again.
The chain clicked rhythmically as he was slowly lowered to the ground. It seemed an eternity until his feet touched the ground.
Jake didn't protest anymore his jaws ached to badly from the gag in his mouth. Again he was forced to his knees, his wounds washed and treated, Jake dreaded what was to come next.
A leather cord was dropped over his head encircled his neck then suddenly it was jerked tightly around his throat. He gasped and struggled for air, his arms pulling on the chains reflexively trying desperately to the noose off. He felt himself fading losing the battle for air. He blacked out and his body went slack in his restraints.
Velvet coat A.K.A. Jacob Reed stepped out from behind and let the garret go. He brushed his hands slowly, gently across Jake's still features.
"We're going to have so much fun tonight Eddie, and then tomorrow it'll be our special night. What do you think of that Eddie…hmm? I said what do you think of that!" He yelled slapping Jake's face hard; and so the cycle of asphyxiation and revival began.
