In a tiny apartment, four men were shivering in a bathtub.
They were tied up with no chance to escape their mad captor. Their souls almost left their bodies just thinking about the fate that awaited them.
There were three things that they could hear:
- The leaking faucet let through tiny droplets that would splash right next to them. Drip drop drip drop. It represented their life that was about to be extinguished.
- The upbeat music blasting from the nearby club that they could hear even here. It shattered all their hopes of being rescued as no one would even hear their muffled screams for help. After all, they were all gagged.
- The cries of pure anguish coming from the nearby apartment room that had been turned into a torture chamber. Just the plastic sheet had been enough to make them understand how bloody this torture session would be.