He couldn't remember the owner of the voice. He just couldn't recall where he heard that voice from.
"Who are you?! Where the hell am I?!" Davian said. He heard the voice laugh.
"Hmm let's just say welcome to hell. I really want to just put a bullet through your head but-No. I'll torture you till you beg for death," the man responded.
"What do you want?" Davian said.
"Your death. A painful one, so that in your next life... you will know how to keep to yourself and not take whatever that doesn't belong to you.
Now, shall the fun begin? Give him the beating of his life, don't unbind him...I want to see him bleed," the man ordered his goons.
They began to approach Davian, ready to beat him up.
"Hey, I asked what do you want? Let me go. What did I do to you?! Let me go, who are you, do I even know you?!" Davian struggled as he protested. He could hear the men approach him and he felt a punch land on his stomach. He leaned his upper body a little at the impact.
