This was suggested by ParisTJR

This story kinda goes along with the song Everybody Wants To Rule the World by LORDE. ^^^^^

Also don't judge me... I like shirtless Jimmy...

Another thing, if you aren't one for torture, or even just being tied up, then this one isn't for you. I don't know why, but lately I've just been wanting to write torture... I think there's something severely wrong with me...

And CIP is the genetic condition where the 'sufferer' is unable to feel physical pain... You know the Creepypasta Ticci Toby? Yeah, he has this...

~Your P.O.V~

Welcome to your life...

I slowly opened my eyes. My surroundings adjusted just as slowly, and I was surprised to find myself in a dark room.

Turning my head, I tried to take in more of the area. As my head was turned as far as it could go, I saw a flash of light, but it vanished quickly.

There's no turning back...

I returned to staring straight ahead, but found myself looking into dark red eyes, and the strong smell of fresh blood.

I jumped, but ended up only flinching slightly, as I couldn't move. I glanced down slightly and saw my arms crossed over my abdomen, with straps holding them there.

Even while we sleep...

The glint of a blood-stained knife in the dim light caught my eye and I began to struggle in the straight jacket as I sensed movement from the man. But despite my efforts, it was no use...

I stopped fighting my restraints and instead glared at the blood red eyes before me. The owner to the orbs started to laugh under his breath, but that soon turned to uncontrolled maniacal laughter.

We will find you...

The man continued laughing as he said, Do you wanna know my secret?" The phrase sent chills down my spine and I saw him lift the knife, ready to stab me.

I remained visibly calm, but honestly, I was dying inside. Slowly, I pulled my mouth to a sly smirk, and said in my smoothest voice possible, "Not now, but I've got a secret of my own, I'd like to show!" After that, I kicked him away and heard the satisfying sound of the man coughing up blood.

Acting on your best behavior...

He was still coughing as a feeling surged through me; darkness, joy, and madness. This feeling had been forgotten and stored away, but it's resurfaced, and now there's no stopping me! Well, except for this straight jacket...

The knife had fallen away from the man and was closer to me than it was him, and as I was staring at it through the darkness, an idea popped into my head. Stretching my my left leg out as far as it could go, I was able to successfully drag the blade over to me.

Turn your back on Mother Nature...

When the knife was closer to me still, I moved it onto my right foot with my left and flung it upwards. I flinched slightly as the very sharp edge scratched my cheek on its way down, but the blade landed in my lap.

I quickened my overall pace as I heard the man start to recover, and I was able to move the knife onto my knee where I might be able to kick it up into my mouth. Flicking my knee upwards slightly was enough to get it airborne and I was miraculously able to catch the tip of the blade in my teeth.

Everybody wants to rule the world...

Carefully pushing and pulling the knife with my tongue to be able to grab the hilt, I was surprised to see how easy it really was. But there is no more time for surprise, the man was getting up and soon he'd be able to do anything to me.

Leaning down as much as I could, I started to cut the ropes and straight jacket that bound me, and pretty soon, I was able to move again. Before I could even spit the knife out, I found the man standing over me, fury and insanity filling his red eyes.

It's my own design...

The man took me by my neck and held me to the chair. He picked up a rope that looked about three feet long and tied it around my neck with a slip knot. A slip knot is basically a knot that you start, but don't finish making, so it leaves a loop that can be adjusted by pulling on one of the two left over strings hanging from it, depending on what you want to do. It can also be called the loop knot, but most people call it the slip knot. Then the man dragged me over to what seemed to be a large support beam, and tied the remaining rope to it.

This is it... Surely I was done for. I couldn't move, and if I tried, the rope would tighten around my neck, choking me. At least I'm sitting down... My situation would be far worse if I was standing, because who knows what would happen if I became tired.

It's my own remorse...

As I sat on the floor, in front of this man, and tied to a pole with the risk of being suffocated and stabbed. The man turned to walk away and stepped over to a dark corner where a hook hang from the ceiling. On the hook there were ropes hanging from it, of which the man took all. Walking back over to me, I saw his face turn darker and darker as he approached.

He knelled down to me and took a shorter rope and bound my ankles. Taking another rope about the same size, he bound my wrists. One more short rope, and he had my ankle and wrist bounds tied together, putting me in an uncomfortable position, considering I had to keep as still as possible so that I didn't tighten the rope around my neck.

Help me to decide...

The man seemed unfocused slightly as he grabbed his knife again and poised to strike, but soon snapped out of it again. As he lifted the knife above his head, I felt myself snap again.

At this point, I was turning my head to see if I could grab the loose string attached to the knot around my neck, and was disappointed to find that it had been tied in a way so that there was no loose string. In fact, this was tied like a noose almost!

Help me make the most of freedom...

Not wanting to give up yet, I turned forwards once more and this time tried to move myself around the pole. Able to successfully turn the rope around the pole, I was able to buy myself at least a few seconds to think.

The man wasn't surprised by my antics and was able to stop me quickly. Light shone in his eyes as he smirked slightly.

And of pleasure...

The man chuckled slightly, and said in a chilling, yet not unnerving tone, "I have something I have to tell someone! And that someone is you, Y/N!" My eyes widened slightly as the man said my name, but forced myself not to shake visibly.

But inside, I was dying...

Nothing ever lasts forever!

The fear and madness was killing me, but the only one of the two that I let show even remotely was the insanity which was festering up inside.

I closed my eyes and took a slow yet shaky breath. Opening my eyes again, I saw surprise in the man's gaze this time, and I felt a slight trickle of warm liquid down my arm.

Everybody wants to rule the world...

I looked over to where the warm liquid was rushing out of my arm to see an extremely deep cut going all the way through. The funny thing is, I didn't feel a thing...

Looking back at the man once more, I didn't notice anything different until I started to feel lightheaded. Crap... I thought. And to think that I would be able to hold out just a little but longer because of my CIP...

There's a room where the light won't find you...

Clenching my teeth, despite the lack of pain, I was struggling with keeping my head up and eyes open. I could feel the blood draining from my body and I knew I wouldn't be conscious for much longer.

With gasping breath, I was able to get out a few words with a slight laugh. "My secret is that I can't feel pain."

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down...

Not long after those few words were out on shaky breath, my vision went black entirely.

I woke up slowly and dizzily in a dimly lit room. At first I didn't remember where I was before gere, but then I remembered. I thought it was the same room at first, but this was different; the room before only had a light bulb or two in a couple corners, while this room was better lit, with better lighting, which was just turned off. I turned my head quickly when a clear cough was heard.

When they do I'll be right behind you...

Sitting in a wooden chair about halfway across the room was a male figure, sitting with his back to me.

I could tell he was tall, and even with the lighting, had raven black hair. He was also wearing what looked to be a black, or possibly dark red jacket, but I wasn't sure. Either way, I could easily tell that the jacket was stained with blood, the liquid patches fresh on his clothes and shining, even in this dim light.

So glad we've almost made it...

My breath caught in my throat as I recognized the man, even from behind.

I could still feel weak as I remembered what had happened before I passed out; the stab wound, the surprise on the man's face, the secret...

So sad we had to fade it...

Looking harder I could see that the man was shaking slightly, but I couldn't tell if it was from his insanity or something else.

At this point, I hadn't heard the soft beep and whir of machinery beside me, and looked to see a heart monitor and blood transfusion device, which had a bag with the symbol of B/T blood. (I don't know if that is what the device that gives you new blood if you are lacking, but that is what I mean by that...)

Everybody wants to rule the world...

I also noticed that I now had tight bandages wrapped around my arm, all of which were stained a dark red from my blood.

Yet I still didn't feel the pain, and I never would. This was no different.

Everybody wants to rule the world...

The man turned his head slightly and I could tell he was looking at me. once he realized that I was looking at him though, he looked away again.

I wanted to say something, but when I opened my mouth, nothing came out. My throat was sore, and felt like it had been scratched by ten cats at once.

Everybody wants to rule-

The man suddenly stood up and walked over to me. As he pulled an office chair over to the bed and sat in it beside me, I felt like I wanted to punch his face.

I was able to find my voice, but it was raspy and unclear. "What do you want?" I was able to growl. The man smirked slightly and stared into my E/C eyes and laughed.

The world!

I growled again but cut short as the man leaned into my ear and whispered, "I'm Jimmy Casket, the world's most reknowned murderer. I have a secret for you, but you must never tell anybody!"

I started to twitch just slightly as he said this. Just the name Jimmy Casket got me jittery and jumpy. But not long after he finished speaking was it when he pressed his lips against mine, and muttering, "You're my secret..."

I know this isn't completely an insane reader, but I did start to write this without remembering ParisTJR's request... So I just ended up editing in some insane moments for the reader instead of leaving it out. Besides, I needed to get this request done, since it was requested a while ago...

Also, CIP cuz I can X3