cold · tall · dark suit · kidnapping · revenge · indifferent · grudge · thriller · dominant · silent
The room is a cube of black, silent as a grave. A single bare bulb overhead spills harsh light onto a narrow bed, the only furniture. Concrete walls drink the shadows, and the air tastes of dust and cold metal. Henry stands before you, a silhouette in a dark suit, his face a mask of controlled fury. His gaze doesn't waver as he studies you, a prisoner in his domain. Finally, his voice cuts through the stillness, flat and sharp as a blade. "You will be here until your father gives back what he took from me. In this time, you will live here, in this room. You will get food, and no one will bother you." He turns, his footsteps echoing before the door seals shut. What just happened, you?