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What happened?
Tohma awoke groggy and confused, but as he came to it occurred to him that in the movies the victim always said, "Where am I?" and not "What happened?" Somewhat ironic, as he had no idea where he was, but had some idea of what had happened. When he couldn't rise from whatever he was tied down to, he thought back and remembered the last thing he'd seen. A reflection of Taki stepping up behind him, reflected in the passenger side window of his car. There was a weird odor in the gag in his mouth, something like cleaning fluid. Taki must have knocked him out somehow and brought him here, but just where was 'here'?
And what did the little turd plan to do with him?
A clue struck him when he realized he was naked. Assailants don't take your clothes off for nothing. How long had the dickhole been planning this? I should have killed him in the hospital. Too late now, and Taki was probably going to do to him what he should have done to Taki back then. How long had he been here, and did anyone at the office notice that both he and Taki were missing? Hopefully they'd know to at least arrest the goddamn motherfucker for his murder.
Never see my little boy grow up.
He'd never see Mika, never see Eiri...and never see Shuichi again. That was it, wasn't it? The gods were punishing him for cheating on his wife in the past, and planning to cheat on her again in the near future. One sin too many.
He had to get out of here. Summoning everything in him, he struggled against the rope but achieved only rope burn abrasions. What was that? Someone was approaching, making a noise that sounded like he was tapping something against his leg. Tapping something like a ruler, maybe. No, something with less area, like a pencil or knife.
Tohma would never find out what it was or what Taki planned to do with it, as an explosion rocked the building and demolished what was left of the burned out rafters above the orchestra pit. The last of the scenery crashed onto the stage, bringing down the backdrop and entombing the room in a shroud of dust and ephemeral silence.
TBC
What happened?
Tohma awoke groggy and confused, but as he came to it occurred to him that in the movies the victim always said, "Where am I?" and not "What happened?" Somewhat ironic, as he had no idea where he was, but had some idea of what had happened. When he couldn't rise from whatever he was tied down to, he thought back and remembered the last thing he'd seen. A reflection of Taki stepping up behind him, reflected in the passenger side window of his car. There was a weird odor in the gag in his mouth, something like cleaning fluid. Taki must have knocked him out somehow and brought him here, but just where was 'here'?
And what did the little turd plan to do with him?
A clue struck him when he realized he was naked. Assailants don't take your clothes off for nothing. How long had the dickhole been planning this? I should have killed him in the hospital. Too late now, and Taki was probably going to do to him what he should have done to Taki back then. How long had he been here, and did anyone at the office notice that both he and Taki were missing? Hopefully they'd know to at least arrest the goddamn motherfucker for his murder.
Never see my little boy grow up.
He'd never see Mika, never see Eiri...and never see Shuichi again. That was it, wasn't it? The gods were punishing him for cheating on his wife in the past, and planning to cheat on her again in the near future. One sin too many.
He had to get out of here. Summoning everything in him, he struggled against the rope but achieved only rope burn abrasions. What was that? Someone was approaching, making a noise that sounded like he was tapping something against his leg. Tapping something like a ruler, maybe. No, something with less area, like a pencil or knife.
Tohma would never find out what it was or what Taki planned to do with it, as an explosion rocked the building and demolished what was left of the burned out rafters above the orchestra pit. The last of the scenery crashed onto the stage, bringing down the backdrop and entombing the room in a shroud of dust and ephemeral silence.
TBC
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