Get Out, If You Can

Sweetheart, darling, doll.

Author's Note: Hi, hello there, greetings. I'm going to put this here for a quick little disclaimer. Uhh well, this next part is about to get a bit graphic. So if you can't handle that kind of thing, please exit promptly and thank you for sticking with me until this moment. 

WARNING: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND GORY SCENES AHEAD

You've been warned....

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There's a form of complete bliss that comes with losing all sense of your control, where you can just become free within that moment of time. Where you don't have to worry about a single thing because you're just gone. A serenity that only comes with the loss of everything you worked so hard to keep together, or to hold in. For that moment, you become your true self. Some will become quiet, taking everything in, savoring that feeling. Others will become so joyous that they could laugh until they died. Others would weep from the overwhelming sensation. Well. Some and others. Not all.

His laughter echoed off of the cement walls in a husky deep tone. It was enough to chill them to the bone, it was enough to stop them dead in their tracks. It was dimly lit that it felt like a nightmare until the lights flared brighter in the enclosure. This confused them, because they couldn't remember how they got there. But the laughter.... The laughter was sinister, cruel, and crooked. There was a malice to it that made them shiver. Their senses were heightened and yet dulled at the same time. The adrenaline now overwhelming them so much, even one began to sob in their confusion. The other looking in every direction of the large, empty, enclosure that appeared to be made of cement that harbored no windows, and what appeared to be a single door made of old metal. The grey of the cement had been darkened with something black, maybe tar, or oil, or even mold. But it was hard for them to focus on the details in their moment of fear. The door opens with a loud latching clank and swings with a nearly deafening squeak. His black hair shaggily mussed in disarray poked through first followed by the recognizable face from school. He smiles to the two quivering in the center of the room and waves a polite 'hello' as he pushes the door open further to reveal the other male beside him with curly brown hair hanging around his head in a more tidy manner with eyes like gunmetal.

Eiji raises his eyebrows and looks to TJ in delighted amusement.

"And who are our two lovely guests?" Eiji asks in a chiming tone that sounds sickly sweet given the current setting.

The two girls cling to each other, their eyes wild on the pair of men entering the room. TJ shuts the door behind them with another loud creak and drops his black duffle bag from his shoulder to the ground. He looks to Eiji and then to the two girls sat naked in the center of the room completely drenched from head to toe. He had made sure to wash them before discarding them into the room, given the air quality and temperature of the room, it was no surprise that they hadn't dried out yet although it had been several hours since then.

"Ah. These two were just a couple of bitches from my school. They had a knack for talking... I didn't like it." TJ shrugs and crouches next to the duffle bag to unzip it with a metallic ring echoing from the walls.

Eiji chuckles as the two girls seem to flinch at every little sound. He looks down at his attire of loose sweatpants rolled up to his knees and his long sleeved slouchy black sweater showing some distress at the end of the sleeves over his hands. Withdrawing his hands from his pockets he fans out his arms to present himself to the two women cowering together in a theatrical showing.