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[color=lightcoral]"Eleven, can you please wait here with him while I organise the room?"[/color], he says. He didn't want the other captives to see what he was doing. He wanted them to hear, though. The mystery screams would scare them.

The room he had chosen wasn't set up to be a torture room, so he transformed it into one. With enough imagination, anywhere can be a torture room. Glass, scalpels, syringes, cloth and water, rope, and his trusty knife. The rope was rigged to create restraints, and the other objects were displayed on a tray to eagerly anticipate Threes macabre intent. [color=lightcoral]"Okay, can you bring him in now?[/color], he called.

[color=lightcoral]"Thank you. Now, good sir. Could I ask you to sit on that bench? I have some questions to ask you."[/color] He drawled, attempting to filter the excitement from his voice. When the man sits, Three ties him up using the strongest knots he knows. [color=lightcoral]"Good. Now... if you answer, you will be shown favour. If you don't, I get to have some fun. Firstly, what [i]exactly[/i] is the Dark Anarchy?[/color]