The van came to a halt at a different location, this wasn't the police headquarters.
Randy almost puked blood as he silently watched this scene. Things couldn't get any worse…
He was pulled out of the van and brought into the small building which looked like it hasn't been inhabited for ages. He was led into the building and they went down a flight of stairs which led to another small room. Randy could tell that they were now underground.
The room was empty except for a single chair, a bucket of water and a huge light bulb that hung from the ceiling.
"Where am I?" Randy panicked. This wasn't what he planned for and this room was so creepy that he started to have cold sweats pouring out of his pores.
"Be quiet," Jason said and pushed him into the chair which was placed in the centre of the room. "Welcome to hell!"
"You've said that already!" Randy almost jumped out of the chair.
"Have I? I don't remember."
