In a claustrophobic dark small room with no windows muffled murmurs could be heard. Sounds of metal clanking became even more amplified and so did the muffled cries.
After hours and hours of crying out and trying to free himself the man finally lost his strength and lay there his eyes closed with his chest rising and falling vehemently.
His fingers that were resting on his side suddenly felt something underneath the bed. It was part of the bed but because it was sticking out it was easy to break off. The people who brought him here were very smart. They had put him in a dark room with an old bed with no electronics because with his identity the security nanoparticles circulating in his body would hack into the digital space and send an SOS signal.
Out of desperation the man pulled and pulled at the part of the old hospital bed that was sticking out. Because the piece was rusted its integrity was compromised.
Happy Monday good people. I have been busy with my other project The Werewolf king's wife so I apologize for my absence.
Thank you so much for your unwavering support. Have a great day. ♡