that lead hypnosis session. It sounded a little raspy as well, causing his words to vibrate through my ears.
He moved his hand from my neck and slowly lifted the bottom of the blindfold, peaking in from below but. I caught a blurry glance of his eyes through the crevice. I bit my lip as he used his hand to gently guide my head left to right by using my chin. He made a noise every time he took a breath, like a calm growl moving in and out.
I heard a loud clicking noise and I squeezed my eyes shut. I thought I’d only see black, but it was red. The red that closed eyes could only see with the help of a light.
“So you’ve been able to see this whole time, haven’t you, Candace Unival?” he said, as another click brought the color back to black.
I gulped, nearly choking on my own saliva. Would he know if I was lying? Or would he trust me more if I were to just tell him the truth?
“Y-yes, but not really,” I muttered out. I knew I wasn’t a good liar, so honesty seemed like a safe bet. “My glasses. I-I can’t really see without my glasses.”
“You mean this thing?” he said, dangling a blurry object in front of me.
Rainer lifted my head again and I tried my best to look through the visible area of the blindfold, “Yeah.”
Rainer let go of my chin and stood up. I watched as the glasses suddenly fell onto the bloody floor between his boots. After what felt like forever, he lifted one foot and stomped down hard, shattering the glasses while splashing more blood against my ankles. He turned and slowly walked away while the other guys laughed in the background.
And just like that, the fear of imminent death returned.
There was a light scratchy sound in the distance. “Take a photo of this,” Rainer said. “And don’t take nothing, I mean it.”
I held my breath as the sounds of footsteps grew louder. The guy on the floor was coughing and crying harder than before.
“You scare easily, darling,” he said. Rainer stopped in front of me and brushed his fingers softly through my hair. “Did I scare ya?”
I gave him a nod and continued sobbing. “Oops,” he said. “Don’t worry, those weren’t your glasses — they belonged to him.” I could see Rainer nudging the guy on the floor with his foot, leaving red footprint stains all over the guys back.
I slowly adjusted different parts of body, ensuring it was all still there. My clothes were still on, all my limbs seemed to be there, and my wrists were definitely tied to one another behind my back. I could feel the hard chair against my knuckles as I moved my fingers around.
“Cut her and bring her outside, brother. Leave her eyes covered,” he said, as he walked away. “You two: bring him out there too.”
The pessimistic part of me overwhelmed my thoughts. I tried my best not to imagine what would happen next, but instead, all I could think were bad scenarios.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” the guy on the floor said as he was dragged away. “I’ll make sure to make all of this right, I swear it on my life.”
Two feet stopped before me and the glare from a metallic object made my heart stop. The person moved in closer and I could feel the warmth of his body. He didn’t smell that much different but I could tell it wasn’t Rainer. I felt a slight tug, let out a small screech, and braced myself. My hands were free.
“Stretch now if you need to,” he said. “Don’t do anything stupid. If I see your hands anywhere near your face, I’ll shoot you myself.”
I knew it was Brother because his voice sounded similar to Rainer’s voice, but in a slightly higher pitch. His words came out a little faster, too. After a quick stretch, he held onto my right arm and we made our way outside. We walked until the ground went from cement, to asphalt, then dirt, where we stopped for a moment. It was dark and the wind was cold, but I had no idea what time it was or how long I’d been out.
Brother continued to guide me
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