Sara
The entire scene seemed unreal. It looked like something out of a movie, and I could hardly register this was happening in real life.
There were a few boxes and wooden planks in the back left corner, but otherwise the entire space was empty. Oh, except for the small gathering of men surrounding the man in the chair at the center. They were all holding mini machine guns aimed at him.
The man was tied and bound so tightly I was certain it must be cutting off some blood circulation. He was tied to just a simple folding chair but as he squirmed he was barely able to make movement. It was clear he wasn’t going anywhere. He had a small burlap sack on his head, and I assumed his mouth was covered since all he could make was muffled grumbling noises.