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The dark room, characterized by it's excessive bright lights, the room was perfectly illuminated with enough lights, all for the sole purpose of causing terror to the victim.



The walls of the room were painted all white and renewed every single time, the room was always kept clean and empty, with white rug carpet which were also cleaned regularly.



Richard walked away angrily as he headed off to his wine vault to clear his mind with a glass of wine.



"Alright men!!", Luke spoke out in a loud voice addressing his men.

"Check around, any traitor still alive, take them up to the dark room and tie them up", Luke said as he clapped his hands shouting again, "Let's go! Let's go!! Let's go!!!".



The men hurried out while Luke went over to the man who still laid unconscious on the ground, he tied with his hands behind his back, dragged him up, lifted him and placed him on his shoulders as he took him up to the dark room.



One of Luke's men walked around with his sword in his hands, walking tound the garden trying to find out if any of the men were still alive but he didn't.



When he turned his back, he heard the sound of a stick being moved, and then he turned back to see one of them struggling to move



He quickly put his knees on his neck, while bringing his hands together and tied them up, dragging him up and taking him to Luke.



He was the only one apart from their leader who was still alive, and Luke directed him to take him to the dark room.



Richard took out one of his costliest wines and poured it into a glass, poured the entire content into his mouth as he swallowed and clenched his teeth, letting out a slight groan as he dropped the glass.



He thought of the best possible way to torture this man, one that would make him scream and beg for mercy, one that would cause his trauma for the rest of his life, if Richard would want to spare his life but then, he got the best idea in his head as he stood up from the chair and walked away.



Twenty minutes later, Richard was in the dark room, holding water filled in a cup while Luke was behind him.



He poured the cold water on the leader who was tied to the chair and slapped him with a hand, and yelled at him, "Wake up!!".



The water was ice cold, it poured on him, with some drops entering his nose making him shiver as he woke up immediately.



The painful slap he received on his face made his face red but before he could utter out a word, the bright rays from the reflected light penetrated into his eyes.



"Ahhh!", He let out a groan while he blinked his eyes severally in a bid to adjust to the bright light.



"Why is it so bright in here?", He asked with his head lowered to the ground, still trying to adjust his eyes to the bright light in the room.



"It's called the dark room!!", Richard replied coldly with his hands behind his back, starting down on him with a frown on his face.



"The dark room?", He asked. He wondered what kind of room would be so illuminated but still called the dark room.



"Quite bright in here..", he said but his head was till lowered to the ground.



"It's not called the dark room because it's supposed to be dark....", Richard said as he leaned closer to his face and continued his statement, "it's called the dark room because of the terror and the pain in the room. Your screams and tears make it the dark room".



"You raised your filthy hands on me you bitch...!!", He yelled out arrogantly, struggling in a bid to set himself free from the chair he was being tied to.



"Oh.. I didn't slap you with my hands.", Richard said as he pulled his head back from the man's face.



He continued, "I used his". He said as he removed his hands which were behind his back and tossed up a freshly cut hand



Catching it, he used the freshly cut hand to point towards another man who was tied to a large round board with his hands and legs stretched out, screaming in pain.



"Oliver!!!", He screamed his name as he still struggled trying to break himself free, tears were already flowing from his eyes profusely.



This was the same man whose face was devilish, his mind was being polluted with bad ideas and thoughts.



Looking at him, he was seeming like someone who had a dinner with the devil in his mind, evil rushing through his veins like it was part of him since his birth, but now, he was crying, crying his eyes out, crying Richard a river.



But his mind was so poisoned, he didn't seem ready to beg, he didn't seem ready to plead for mercy, he didn't want to see himself like a weakling who gave up in times of difficult situations.



"Oliver! Oh that's his name", Richard said as he kept tossing Oliver's right hand up in the air and catching it.



Richard had asked him for his name, tortured him while his leader was still asleep, asking for clues on who he worked for and other questions but he sounded very rude and stubborn.



"You....", The man in the chair yelled at Richard like he was about to break free from the chair and leap on Richard, strangling him to death.



But the more he did that, the more he struggled, he always became weak and hurt and would die down his anger



"Oh!!", Richard acted surprised with his actions.



He gasped in astonishment at the kind of anger which was oozing out of him, he thought at some point that he was so unskilled and naive, but then, the raging growl he uttered from his mouth was something that made Richard surprised.



"You bitch....!!", He said after thinking of the right words to call him.



His eyes became more darkened, his face was squeezed in anger, popping some green visible veins on his forehead, accompany by large amount of sweat beaded around his forehead and his face.



"You're still so rude!", Richard said in amazement.



The man who should obviously be weeping and sobbing for his life and that of Oliver's was still struggling in the chair calling him a "bitch".



"And you can't even beg for mercy?", Richard pondered out aloud as he wrinkled his forehead.



It would have seemed very lovely for the man to plead for mercy, it would make the entire experience so easy for Richard, but still he was showcasing how rude, arrogant and stubborn he could be.



At this point, Richard didn't have any form of doubt to why he was picked as the leader for the operation, his arrogance had earned him the spot at the top of the men in what so ever pack he came from.



"Never", the man said as he grinned showing off his dentition which were all covered in blood.



"Oh God!!", Richard said as he smacked his forehead with his palms as he stood there to wonder what kind of person was so stubborn



But then he thought of it, if his men would also be in this type of situation, of which he would never allow that to happen, they too wouldn't fall for defeat or beg immediately for mercy.



He turned to Luke who only smiled at him, judging from the looks on Luke's face, he too also pondered but admired the amount of courage this man exhibited.



When Richard couldn't tolerate his excesses anymore, he walked over to him with a friend in his face and said to him, "Listen very well here".



He said pointing his hands towards him, "You are going to tell me everything you know, you will answer all my questions correctly without any form of hesitation, do I make myself clear?"



He asked sternly with his gaze fixed on him, looking at him eye to eye with a frown on his face while the man stared back into his eyes.