Craig’s lips felt chapped, dry almost, and the atmosphere smelled thickly of chlorophyll.
He was dizzy, light headed, and his brain barely processed the chains linking his arms behind his back to the wall behind him.
But he felt a blooming heat at the base of his neck. He could barely crack open his eyes as a foreign object tilted his head upwards.
“You don’t seem to be worth much.”
Craig bolted upright and struggled, his grunts muffled by the drenched rag in between his lips.
“Five grand?” Another voice called from the opposite side.
“Not even. He’s a Brit and Northern Ire.”
“Ten grand?”
“Make it fifty.”
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Within minutes, Craig let a breath leave his lips. There was a man with a grey mask, an omega symbol on the front. “W-who are you?”
“Who am I? Why, my child, I am the neverender.”
“N-Never-ender?”
“You haven’t heard of my business?”
The man’s lips cracked into a frightening monstrous toothed grin, spiked teeth with chains dangling from the top cavern of his mouth.
Craig was petrified, frozen with fear as he stared at this inhumane being.
“Apologies, I just hate when people don’t know me.”
The man’s grin turned into a shark toothed smile, the top fangs ticking over the bottom lip as he tugged his grey mask from his eyes to his mouth.
His eyes were grey mesmerizing circles, spiraling around the white pupil.
“You, my lucky sir, have been bought for as a ‘slave’.”
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Craig wasn’t a labor slave, or a sex slave for that matter.
He wasn’t a classic slave, but merely a partner in business to this monstrosity of a person.
“So what is your business like?”
The chains had left his mouth now, gone from Craig’s wrists too.
“Well, my child, I work in the industry of nightmares. And you, will be my test subject for this.”
“What if I don’t get nightmares?”
“I wouldn’t worry then.” The man smiled, “You may call me Ryan.”
Craig felt his heart flutter for a brief five seconds and mumbled something the man couldn’t hear.
The demon must have picked up the fastened pace of his heart beat because, within seconds, he was halted by the demon’s interrogative, spiraling, beautiful, stargazing eyes.
He felt a sudden force push against his chest and wheezed in surprise.
The man stood in front of him, a long snake like forked tongue prodding at Craig’s chest, “You seem to be in shock, have I done a thing yet?”
Craig felt his heart drop at the snicker the demon let out, “I’m not entirely sure why...”
“I did it, I can assure you, this isn’t my first rodeo. I must have terrified you from my looks earlier.”
Craig frowned but glanced to the ground then back up as the demon turned back around and led him further into the darkness. “Um, Ryan?”
“Yes, child?”
“My name is Craig..”
The demon glanced over at him and smiled, “Craig. Ii like that name, it suits you. Now then, I paid 50 grand for you, you’d better be worth it.”
Craig grimly nodded and entered the room as the demon held open the door. Ryan paused him and smiled,
