121: Cold realisation; an unnecessarily sharp knife on his skin

[Bonus chapter]

Beta'd by SnowyEgrett

In a room, sitting on a chair with his head hung low and hands tied back was a man, unconscious and unaware of his current predicament.

The room wasn't dark, but it was cold and poorly furnished. With just a single chair, on which the man was sitting, and a table in front of him. Another chair was placed at a distance from the man.

Slowly, the unconscious male stirred, hair hanging in front of his eyes as his eyelids trembled, fluttering minutely. He showed the signs of waking up.

Sooner than later, the poor man, stirred awake, his head rising slightly as he squinted due to the throbbing pain at the back of his neck.

For a moment, he didn't realise where he was or what he was doing there.

But when he did, Wilson immediately jolted, trepidation rising in his heart as he snapped his head to look at his tied hands and the empty room around him.