**Razor**
The house was quiet as I made my way to the dungeon. At the heavy iron door, I paused, taking a deep breath to steady myself. I couldn't let my rage get the best of me. I needed to be in control, to make sure Tom suffered for every drop of blood he had spilled.
The guards at the entrance bowed immediately upon seeing me. "Open it," I ordered.
They didn't hesitate for a moment as one of them quickly pulled out a key and unlocked the door. The thick metal creaked as it swung open. As I approached, I could see him clearly. He was slumped against the wall, naked, shackled and bruised, but his eyes still held that defiant glint. He looked up as I stopped in front of him.
"Well, well, well," he sneered with sarcasm. "Look who decided to pay me a visit."
I clenched my fists tightly, my knuckles turning white. "You're going to regret everything you've done, Tom," I said coldly. "Every single thing."
