The gentle spritz of water, a light breeze and a relaxing hum are felt but can't be seen, a blindfold seems to be preventing anything from being seen.
"Hello?" Daniel speaks, but his voice is dry and cracks, how long was he unconcious this time.
"Daniel?" Ross responds "I can't see anything can you?" he responds in the same fashion.
"No, I'm blindfolded I think. How long have you been...'ack'" his words are stopped as the spray bottle spritzes his mouth and wets his face and lips.
"I thought you might need that." a voice speaks as it spritzes his mouth again. "Here let me help." As the blindfold is pulled off the lights blind Daniel for a moment but as soon as he focuses he sees Cipher standing right in front of him. "Hi, is that better?"
"You son of bitch!" Daniel struggles and makes an attempt to go after him only to find himself strapped tight to a chair. "Where are we?! What's going on?! Where's the group?!"
"What's going on? Who is it Daniel?!" Ross attempts to move and realize he too is strapped down.
"Here, I don't mean to be rude to my guests." Cipher pulls Ross's blindfold off.
"Holy crap. You're real." his words leave his lips and he realizes what he said out loud. Of course he's real, but its like seeing a celebrity for the first time, someone you've only seen on tv or worse, in your nightmares.
"Gentlemen... now that everyone is awake we can start day 17." Cipher strolls around the room.
"So you're putting us back in the room?" Ross looks for an answer and a glimmer of hope.
"No, you're staying here, you and Mr. 100 Days here are crucial to Day 17." he pats Ross on the head.
"What's Day 17?" Daniel doesn't look at him, he just says, he refuses to even look at this man, since he's trying his best to keep his anger and rage at bay.
"Glad you asked...Day 17 I'm calling One Blood...or The Bleed. See this little guy here this is a leech, and while 90% of the leeches in the world only feed on corpses, this little guy likes to suck on blood. So if you were to go walking in a swamp area its possible he could cling on to your ankle and get you bleeding pretty good. Thats what one of them can do. They also secrete an anticagulant which really gets that blood flowing and numbs the area its feeding on. So you're bleeding but you don't really feel the pain. Did you know that?" he dangles the leech in their face.
"Actually, yeah I did know that." Ross answers, shrugging hoping it was okay that he knew that.
"Why do you know that?" Cipher peers at him through his mask.
"I KNOW THINGS." Ross chuckles in response and Daniel snickers picking up on the movie reference.
"Well did you know I have hundreds of these guys here? Did you also know I have two crates of mosquitos, as well as some fleas, ticks, and several other small little guys that just love to burrow into your skin and drink and drink and drink. If you haven't guessed it yet, I'm going to be covering the two of you in these things." he continues to pace back and forth between them.
"So only we're tortured today?" Daniel asks.
"I'm fine with that." Ross shakes his head at Cipher.
"Ross.... Jesus." Daniel looks at him, clearly ticked off, why must he constantly reveal that they want to help the others, its never paid off well.
"Oh don't worry Daniel, I know our good friend Ross here is the hero. The chubby knight in very tight armor. No the others are being tortured as well, but it most certainly involves the two of you. It was always going to be the two of you all along, whether you two were knocked out or not, this was the plan. So you want to take the heat off your group, you want to bleed for them.... oh you will, thats day 17 in a nutshell." Cipher walks to a door in the room as several vents open up and begin to release the flying insects.
The sound of the mosquitos suddenly fills the room, and a door above them opens up and small ticks and other bugs drop from the ceiling covering the two of them. They spit and squirm as much as they can getting them out of their mouths and hair. Then the leaches drop. They smack against their skin, they slime themselves down Ross and Daniels body, until they latch on and begin to feed. The blood trails begin to form from the leaches, they might as well be in the ocean surrounded by sharks as the rest of the bugs now catch the scent and make their way towards their feedings.
The two men squirm and try to at least even tip their chairs, but its to no evail, there is no escape they are at the mercy of these small bugs and vile critters as they feast on their blood and it drips off their body on to the floor below. They scream and and wince wanting to swat away their torments but their bindings prevent it, while their may not be massive physical pain the entire process is excruciating to their soul.
Blood begins to pool on the floor and more and more bugs are released, they don't notice it yet, but its being collected, funneled into a device under the grate of the flooring. They're too preoccupied with trying not to go insane from the constant onslaught of pests.
Day 17 has begun
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