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SMASH... another sound was heard from the adjacent room in the university department.
The man giggled in a groaning voice, tied to an old scraped chair as he struggled up back.
"I don't know about you mate but I'm havin' a ball!", said one of the two men who appeared out from a dark corner of the room.
"Is this some kind of interrogation? Kidnapping? What do you want?", inquired the tied man.
"None!", responded one of them.
The night was pitch black with stars sparkling like glitters spread on a velvet bed sheet. The university was as silent as dead and abandoned graveyard. Dogs can be heard howling clearly from far distance.
"Why..?", chuckled the tied man in a low tone.
"WHY? Just because its fun!", the smiling one raised his voice.
The tied man seemed in agony but not desperate to escape from this horror house. His efforts ended up in vain. The only light from a dim dangling bulb over the top of his head in the dark room was making his eyes twitch. He was stuck here with two maniacs. They referred to themselves as part of the C.K.T's. One of them was of average height, slim, with serious attitude. The other was bulky, slightly taller, displaying eerie broad grin indicating dark humor.
"Pass me the wine glass on that table!", demanded the serious one.
"Pass me the wine glass on that table!", demanded the serious one.
"Do it!", he commanded again.
The serious one had noticed the tied man's head losing balance and tilting slightly. He uttered in his husky voice, "Crap! He's fainting", and splashed the liquid in the glass on his face.
The tied man partially regained his consciousness and pleaded softly, "I beg you..."
"...To free me?", interrupted the smiling one.
"...TO SHUT UP!", the tied man bursted outrageously.
"Ooo, cry baby cry...", pinned the smiling one and teased further absurdly with his fiction, " One time, I was baking a cake with your girlfriend. She said to me that you didn't measured the ingredients right. I said to her that baby you questioning MY MEASUREMENTS!"
"Alright, that's enough! Untie him", ordered the serious one.
"...And should I call a taxi for him too?", spitted the smiling one sarcastically. The other one gave him a killer gaze to which he grunted back, "Fine!", and did accordingly.
The man clenched his wrists after freeing from his captivity. Hours of motionless sitting and thick rope wrapped around his wrists made his parts numb.
He claimed mysteriously in a vengeful manner, "Enjoyed your time? You both had your fun. Now, MY TURN!"
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