#torturing

Just to see your face

- 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

I would explain it, but I want to see what people come up with. :)

Hands tied to the bedpost, blood trailing down her arm, falling down through her wrist and dripping off her hand. It was a startling red, her screams filled the room, her head hurt and no-one was near to help her. “Now, kiddo. You gonna tell me where your little friends are hiding? Or do I have to go again?” He was wearing a mask, blue black and purple in all different shades covering his eyes, nose and mouth. Yet his voice was distinctive, deep and unforgiving. Coco shrieked, no kid should ever had to go through this much pain. “I- don’t r-remember” she cried. The masked man pressed the tip of the blade towards her neck. “STOPP!” Coco screamed. “Listen to me, you must have some idea.” He growled. “D-did you do t-this to A-Allie too? a-are you t-the bad man?” She got out between sobs of pure fear. Just as the man turned to punish the young girl, a wooden door about 2 meters behind him swung open, and a blonde haired boy ran in. “WHAT DID YOU DO?!” He screamed, glancing to his sister. The man, who Coco had identified as Allies killer, didn’t even give himself time to react before spinning round, picking up the wooden baseball bat and swinging it around Sketch’s head. His vision was in a daze, still fearfully stumbling around the room, just trying to reach her. “Aww look at that, can’t even stay on his own two feet… you look like your dancing! Here let me help you” Mark sneered taking Sketch’s hands are parading him through the room. Cocos sobs and screams were soon put to a stop when her brother was knocked out to the floor, his fate to be similar to his sisters. “You still not going to tell me kiddo?” @themerrywhumpofmay