Garrett wakes up in chains. He notices and tries to break free. Only to hear them barely groan at his efforts.
He goes to move his feet but his ankles are shackled. He looks down at his body only to see himself in his underwear. His body is barely except for that little bit of modesty.
He flexes and struggles finding he is good and truly stuck. The chains are attached to four steel poles that are as thick as stadium supports. This alpha isn't playing around.
He hears a grinding from nearby and cranes his neck to look over at the alpha sharpening what looks to be a serrated knife. It is covered in dried blood.
His blood chills as he sees a pile of mutilated and shredded bodies further back.
Garrett then asks, "I figure you know I'm awake. So I'm just going to come out and ask... Is my brother really dead?"