Nick Stokes groans and attempts to roll over, but finds impossible due to the binds tying his arms behind his back. He groans and looks around at his new surroundings. It is a dark room, with a single flashing light at the opposite side of the room. The only furniture present in the room is the hard cat, bolted to the wall, that Nick lies on.
"Help," he yells with all the power he can muster, "where I am I?"
He falls silent, breathing heavy. The last thing he could remember was leaving work and getting in his car. The collision happened so fast, and someone had pulled him out of his car. And then all blank until that moment he woke up with a slight headache.
A door slams open and a man strolls in, hands crossed behind him back. He is wearing all black, and is completely bald. His face is distorted into a scowl as he stares down at Nick like someone lower then him, "where are you?" he asks sarcastically.
He walks away, stopping at the opposite side of the room. He stares away from Nick, "I suppose I could tell you," he says, "I'm going to kill you anyway," he adds quietly, walking back to Nick.
"why," Nick gasps in desperation.
"I enjoy it, killing cops that is," he mumbles. He kneels down to Nicks face, "But the thrill of murder is not as fun if its too fast," he says conversationally. "I like t see the fear in a cops eyes, I like to make a cop see what exactly it feel like…fear,"
"you're insane!" Nick cries. "People will know I am gone, I am…in a relationship,"
The man laughs, "I know everything about you Mr. Stokes, right down to what kind of coffee you buy, and that you talk in your sleep on particularly late nights, about a one Mr. Sanders," He stand, "and besides your body was badly damaged in the explosion of your car that it wasn't recognizable," he says calmly.
He pulls a newspaper out of his pocket, the headline reads "Local CSI dead in car accident, bomb involved"
"you see Mr. Stokes, I am smart enough to know that by placing a bomb in the other car, hitting your car, replacing you with a nobody, and exploding the two after, your comrades would think nothing of checking your body, it happens every time," he turns around, "and no body was around to see it," he laughs triumphantly and slams the door behind him.
Nick closes his eyes and sobs.
okay, yay! Nick is in fact alive. I didnt do this because people wanted me to, i was going to have Nick live, i merely raveling it a little early.
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