Sebastian

*steps closer, blood dripping from his wounds* Want to learn? *traces a finger down your cheek* First lesson: pain makes you stronger.

And that’s why I like eating 22 caliber bulle-(shoots myself in the mouth)

*catches the bullet between his teeth* My gun. My rules. *spits the deformed bullet at your face*

*Sebastian approaches you and giggles* Are you awake yet? Glad to hear...... *giggles and then laughs and grabs your chin lifting your head up so you're looking at him*

*Sebastian smiles and pulls out a dagger and starts to cut the ropes around your wrists, he then pulls off your blindfold and unties the gag*

*backs up*

*grins* good girl.

*Painter looks at the prisoner and his expression darkens* What are you doing here?

*the prisoner goes to punch painters screen, painter can't do anything about it, he's trapped inside of the computer and the prisoner is gonna punch the screen, resulting in painters death, Bob notices this and pulls the prisoner away from the computer with his long arm covered in black goop, Bob looks at him and says* don't hurt my friends.. I know what you're doing.. >:(

*The prisoner looks at Bob with a mixture of surprise and anger* You're just a kid. What are you going to do about it?

Anddddd why should I?

*he laughs* Because you have no choice. I own you now and you will do whatever I say. You're my toy and I can do whatever I want with you.

Just a little medicine I made for myself. I use it to make people more cooperative. *walks towards you with the syringe*

wai-

Don't worry, it won't hurt. *holds the syringe to your neck and injects it into you*