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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 26 2012, 07:57 AM (60 Views) | |
| Ethan Black | Oct 26 2012, 07:57 AM Post #1 |
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"I have a very terrible secret to tell you." Only muffled grumbling could be heard from the man, a tethered gag worn snug around his head. Drake leaned in toward the man and unnecessarily whispered into his ear, stating very callously: "You are going to die." The statement was followed by an increasingly louder series of grumbling noises from the man. "The organization I represent is displeased with your current lack of progress." Drake carefully loosened the harnesses restricting the movement of the minister and then grabbed him by the hair and pulled him over to the table and showed him a number of photographs depicting the project's increasing lack of development. The grip Drake held on the man's hair tightened as he awaited a reaction, beginning to pull harder and harder as second after second passed. The pain eventually became more than the man could comfortably handle and as a result he made a futile attempt to writhe free of his captor. Drake inquired once more as to the location of the advance he was supplied by the organization. The man continued to procure no response. Drake was becoming displeased with the transportation minister and decided to advance his interrogation, grabbing the man's hair closer to the scalp and bringing his head closer to the table. He raised the man bu his head and then slammed it down on the corner of the table. There was a loud scream and a scrambling of noise after several instruments and a medium sized pan fell to the ground. The still-conscious minister had attempted to grab onto one of the needles as a means of defense, but was not properly positioned to do so with the time he had had. Drake took notice of the man's actions and responded in kind, taking him up once more and bringing his head down upon the top of the table where the remaining instruments lie, broken glass and metal lodging itself into the man's flesh. |
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