Taped tightly on the prisoner’s mouth to keep him from talking when he wasn’t supposed to.

“WHO SENT YOU ?!?!” yelled one of the men, armed with a rifle pointed at the prisoner’s chest.
Another yanked the tape off of his mouth, displaying a painful rip followed by a deathly scream.

“i’ll never tell.” the prisoner answered, tired and gasping for air.

He took a punch to the mouth, a kick to the shin, and a knife to his arm. Surely, he was going to die. Whether he told them or not. His clothes were dreched with sweat and blood. The floor had a dark brown tint.

“We’re going to ask you one last time. Who sent you?”

The prisoner answered with nothing but spit on the ground. He screamed with terror before…

BANG