69 | Rough

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◇ KEL ◇

"You're dead."

"A breathless corpse."

It was all I could think of while trying to stay motionless on the ground.  The ominous sound of the metal bolts locking from inside the room deflated every muscle in my body.

Darkness had replaced my vision, cold sweat covered me from head to toe, and the inside of my chest was coiling from all the anxiety.

Meeting Leandro Tomassini might just be the end of me. 

Now that he had thrown me into a cold and dark room somewhere in the basement, I didn't know what to think of my fate.

Was he going to murder me now? Slit my throat open? Dump my chopped remains in the ocean?  Leave me in a ditch somewhere on the island?

My flesh had succumbed to a state of weakened numbness.  The nervous aches and the trembling of my hands had subsided,