Chapter 6
Torture
Alex awoke his whole body burning and his lungs gasping for air. As his eyes began to swim into focus he saw a man stood in front of him, a huge grin on his face. "Thought I'd give you a hand waking up Alex, you're pretty boring unconscious." Alex's head throbbed as he remembered what had happened on the bridge. They had shot him.
He looked around, trying to take in everything about the room he was in; he needed to if he was going to escape. It was quite a large room, with steel plated walls and floors. He couldn't see a door. Alex tried to move his head but found that he couldn't, not due to any restraints though. He began to panic, what was going on? "The effects of the dart haven't worn off yet, obviously, but don't worry when they do you won't be going anywhere." The man stared into Alex's eyes for a moment and Alex, unable to look away, felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes were grey and emotionless, showing only an arrogant mocking. Alex hated this man already. "Guards, put him on the slab and strap him in tight. He's not going to get away!" Two men dressed in a grey uniform came into Alex's view and, one holding his arms and the other his legs, carried him over to a sheet cold steel raised about six foot off the floor. He lay helpless as the two men closed heavy locks around his ankles, waist, chest, wrists and forehead. The guards left but the restraints began getting tighter and tighter, almost causing Alex to loose consciousness again as the straps pushed against his broken ribs. "That's enough. I must warn you Alex if you move the restraints will get tighter, gradually breaking every bone in your body. If you do not do what we ask of you then we will tighten the straps or bearing in mind you are lying on a very good conductor of electricity and heat… I think you can probably imagine the rest."
Alex had been left on his own. The two guards and the strange man had left, plunging Alex into darkness behind them. There had been a large clunk as the heavy steel door was locked; they really did want Alex to stay! Before the bridge, he had planned everything, he had been confident but now, strapped down in this steel box he could see no route of escape. "Alex? Can you hear me? Are you alright?" Smither's voice reverberated inside Alex's head. At first, he ignored it thinking it was just his mind playing tricks with him but then he realised…. The tooth. "Yeah, I'm just tied up in some freaking dungeon, with some freaking weird guy who obviously wants me dead. Oh, and I forgot, theres no freaking way out!" Alex hissed, except he didn't use the word freaking. "Don't worry we'll find a way to get you out of there." Smither's words did nothing to reassure Alex and he knew why. The truth finally hit him. He felt so stupid, so naïve. "None of you had any intention of getting me out of here did you? As long as Blunt was safe! You knew when you sent me in that here was no way of me getting back out." His voice wavered and finally broke. Slowly he felt something rise from the bottom of his stomach, a tension that threatened to squeeze the breath from his lungs and crush his heart. For the first time in his life sobs wracked his body. This was it this was the end. Everybody he had loved, everyone he had trusted had either gone or betrayed him. Now, all that awaited him was death! After a while he found an inner piece, he had never felt before, as he bid farewell to his future. "Alex, I'm sorry. If it's any consolation I never wanted them to send you in there." Alex said nothing. There wasn't anything left to say!
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And next week on Dead? Buried but still above ground…
….Alex is visited by somebody he thought was long dead…