Chapter Ninety-Two

This Chapter contains potentially disturbing imagery that may be disturbing for some readers. Please read at your own discretion. ( Violence, blood, or graphic imagery, Gore Imagery)

Lorenzo - Fifteen Year Old.

Georgio's heart pounded as his last memory of going to bed at home suddenly flew away. When he opened his eyes, he was horrified to find his limbs chained to the wall and himself stripped bare. His friends alongside him in the same state tied up, wounded, and exposed.

Tomasso looked barely recognizable.

Carmelo's looked almost dead.

And Tito was dead with his guts hanging out of his body.

A wave of dread and nausea washed over Georgio, causing his stomach to twist and churn with a sense of dread and panic. He felt as if he couldn't contain it any longer and, without warning, he found himself retching and vomiting uncontrollably, emptying the contents of his stomach all over himself.

In the corner of the room, Lorenzo sat menacingly on a chair, gripping an electric shock bat