In a dimly lit room a man was tied up in a chair, torture tools spread before him. Soft instrumental music filled the room. Seeing the figure coming towards him, the man tied up in the chair struggled harder against his binds. '' Please, no more! I'll tell you everything!'' he begged, tears dripping from his eyes as he looked at the scholarly man.
''shhh...it won't hurt,'' the man's voice was melodic and soothing, but to the captive, it sounded like the devil whispering in his ear. The man shook harder as the figure slid the scalpel gently on his face. A thin cut appeared, and drops of blood stained the scalpel. The man brought it to his lips, licking the blood away.
