✿ Note : Movie Scene (written like a book. haha) ✿
It was a small room. A dark room. There were no windows and only one lamp was above the ceiling, barely illuminating the room. A boy was sitting on a chair, his head bent down. His hands were tied together behind the back of the chair while his legs were closed and tied together to the legs of the chair.
He was unclothed and his upper body was full of whip marks. Some looked fresh, some were obviously old from the scabs that had formed over it. The figure wasn't moving and just sat there. One might have thought he was dead, if it wasn't for the fact that the chest was barely moving, indicating his shallow breathing.
The door creaked open and footsteps were heard entering.
