The cries and whimpers of a man echoed around the small apartment. Those who were outside got curious about all the commotions coming from that particular place. They wanted to get closer, but there were men in black suits that prevented them.
Not because they are physically blocking them, but because they are too afraid to approach.
Inside, a man was slumped on the ground, wailing in pain. Even though there's a cloth over his mouth, his anguish groans can still be heard.
"I spared your left arm. Are you grateful?" Keith asked. He was looking down on the pitiful guy, but he felt no remorse upon hearing his sobs.
The man nodded his head, just wanting everything to end already. He doesn't want to anger Keith more by not answering his questions.
