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This is not one of those long chapter, which I'm sorry about, but it has a new idea 😈. Enjoy ^.^
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(Delirious POV)
I glanced at Luke, who slightly nodded his head my way. I gripped my gun tighter, opening the door. We were in front of abandoned work complex, where, in Luke's words, should be his friend. I really didn't question why he wanted me to rescue him, or who that friend of his was. He helped me rescue Evan, now it was my turn.

I walked into the hall, going down upon the stairs into more darker area. There wasn't really a light in there, so I had to do careful steps. I didn't knew anything about this place, there could have been some old things, or holes I could fell into.

After a few minutes, I reached the door. Looking behind me, I saw silhouette of Luke walking in my steps. I opened the door, and I immediately recognized the familiar surroundings.

We were in the smaller room, with cameras in the corners. There was table with torturing stuff, ropes, liquids on it. In the middle there was pole with a man tied to it. I recalled the memories when I rescued Tyler from this hell, but after a few seconds I quickly pushed it back. There wasn't a time for it.

Luke quickly reached the man, untying him, while I walked towards the table, looking at the stuff on the table. I picked up the knife, inspecting it from the both side.

"Come help me, Delirious."

I turned myself to face Luke, walking towards him. He was supporting the man, and at that time I knew there's somebody else in the room than just us. And before I could react, I felt pain in my neck. I turned around, using the knife in my hand, trying to defend myself.

"You son a of bitch!" The attacker yelled, and I recognized that voice.

But my vision got blurry, my energy left me immediately. My whole body stoped listening and I felt down, loosing my conscious.

When I opened my eyes, I was tied up to the pole in the room. I felt dehydrated, hungry. My wrists hurt, my arms as well. My shirt was missing, coldness hitting my body. Looking slowly around, I noticed two persons in the room. One standing in front of the table, his back facing me, but his red hair were selling his identity out, the second was sitting in the corner with laptop on his tights, silently giggling to himself. Luke was nowhere to be seen. I quickly shut my eyes, pretending I was sleeping.

Let's think for a few seconds. What happened? I was helping Luke, then Mark stabbed me with the syringe into my neck and I lost conscious. How can Mark be here? Did Luke lead me to a trap? Why? If he wanted me dead, he could have killed me once he gave me that tetrodotoxin. Maybe they threatened him. Maybe he had to bring me in order to save his own life. But how could they know I was alive?

"I can't believe he's still sleeping. Have you checked the cameras? Are they prepared?"

Mark's voice filled the room, and I had to focus on my regular calm breathing. I heard shuffling from the far corner, and I imagined Jack standing up. Then there were footsteps, as he walked towards the cameras.

"They're prepared. We have just a few people who joined in. They want some footage before paying us some money," Jack said.

So it's what I thought it was. Red room.

"Let's wake this fucker up," Mark mumbled, and I heard footsteps coming towards me.

I opened my eyes, which stoped Mark's movement. He smirked, and I noticed his bandaged tight from my previous attempt to defend myself. He had his hands behind his back, and I knew he was holding something.

His weak spot.

"So we meet again, this time face to face," he mumbled, standing a few inches in front of me.

I was silent with my poker face, trying to find out more. I hated when I wasn't prepared, when I wasn't informed about things. And this time I knew, I was fucked. The ropes around my wrist were thick, so far perfectly tied. I really didn't have any plans to get out of this, I had to be alone for it.

"You thought that Luke would be on your side? You thought we would believe some stranger? This was all our acting. Luke is on our side, we're doing a little business together, called Red Room. And look who's the star? Yes, that would be you," Mark said, and I managed to stay expressionless.

I should have known. But why? Why would he betray me? It doesn't matter anyway, I would have done it for Evan all the time.

"Let's break him some bones! Let's feast on his body!" Jack yelled, his voice creepily changing.

"I assume you know what is this about, right? We need some entertainment," he said, putting two things on my torso.

I recognized it as the electrical cords. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the pain. I had been tortured for a few months before, and I knew how painful it could be. But due to that I had a higher resistance.

"Turn on the cameras," he said towards Jack, and stepping back from me.

I won't die in this shit hole. I refuse. Tyler will look for me eventually, meanwhile I need to survive. And maybe I'll get my chance sooner then I think. Mark's weak is in his left tight, that's something I need to remember.

My thoughts were cut off when a wave of electricity flew through my body. I pressed my jaws together, refusing to show them how much it hurt.

"Get him more," Jack's giggling filled my ear.

Right after that the pain got bigger, and I lost control over my own body, as my scream echoed through the room.

My chance will come. I promised Evan I'll see him, I fulfill my promises.