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It was dark, humid and it smelled funny under the cloth bag that was currently pulled over your head.
With other words - you hated it.
Why couldn't the two big guys that had jumped you from behind just ask you to come with them? And if you didn't obey nice and easy then they could've pulled the uncomfortable sack over your head and tied your hands together behind your back, just another and easier way to go you thought.
It was hard to tell where they were taking you, but from the noise of rain falling hard against a window you could easily figure out that you were indoors. They didn't make you turn corners as much as you did before, so right now they must have you walk a long corridor. It smelled old and the dust that was floating through the air was tickling your nose.
"Not to interrupt your fun boys" You said dryly "But would you mind telling me where you're taking me?"
The man on your left side, currently holding your left arm in a hard grip, snorted bitterly and tightened is hold.
"Why not tell me? Would it ruin the surprise?" You said with even more playful sarcasm.
"Shut up" The other man said and dug his fingers into your right arm.
"Why? Wouldn't it be good to warn the others so they can prepare to jump from their hiding places and yell 'happy birthday!'?" You chuckled wryly.
The two men pushed you forward and made you take a sharp turn to the right and the atmosphere around you changed immediately, it was less cold and windy in here and since your footsteps didn't echo anymore you figured that you were brought into a room.
"Sit" The one to your left said harshly and you felt both of them press your shoulder to force you down on what you could only hope was a stabile chair.
You pricked your ears and listened carefully after any other sort of movements, but all you could hear was the two men shuffling away from you but never leaving the room. The room fell quiet except for the rain that were still falling outside, no windows in this room was easy to work out since the sound of drops hitting the glass was faint.
Suddenly, the creaking of an old door from the other side of the room cut through the silence, the one of the men released your hands and pulled away the bag and your gaze immediately met a pair of dark brown eyes - you smiled.
"Jim, I should've known"
"Nice to see you again, _____" He said smoothly and smiled back at you.
You rubbed your wrists and looked down, they were red and irritated from the constant pull of the robe.
"Wished your boys had been a bit more gentle, you know I prefer cuffs Jim" You looked up at him and winked.
He chuckled and sat down on the other end of the table that you were sitting in front of, and it was now you looked around to inspect the room. You had right about no windows, it actually looked like an interrogation room with the bare table and two chairs on either side of it and a lonely lamp hanging directly over them.
"So you're back from the dead, huh? How was hell?" You teased him and you leaned over the table to place your face in your hands.
"Boring, nothing really happened and besides-" He imitated you and leaned forward "-you weren't there"
You playfully cocked your head to the side and let out a short laugh, he really was the same since you last had seen him.
"But here's the thing James" Your smiled dropped and your face hardened "I would rather spend the rest of my days in hell than be anywhere near you ever again"
He threw his head back and laughed, yes laughed, at your words and then he looked at you with nothing but humour in his eyes. Your gaze threw daggers at him and you clenched your fists to stop yourself from throwing punches at his smug face.
"You're still feisty I see, I like it"
"Shut up" You snapped and leaned against the chair's back, crossing your arms and legs.
Jim smirked and leaned back himself to rest against the back of the chair. You stared at him, waiting for an explanation to the sudden kidnap, but all he did was remaining silent.
You let out a groan and stood up fast, slamming your hands flat against the table, causing the two men beside the door to reach and take a step each towards you, but Jim stopped them.
"What is it that you want, Jim? To entertain yourself? Well, I'm terribly sorry to inform you that I quit the circus just yesterday" You said and your eyes turned into slits.
He reached for something in his pocket, pulled it out and placed it on the table, only to slide it over to you. You grabbed the revolver and quickly scanned it, it was no point in trying to use it to escape, Jim was far to clever to just hand over a fully loaded gun to you.
"I suggest that we -" He paused for a dramatic effect and your breath got caught in your throat "- play a little game"
Fuck.