TORTURED

"AHHGGG!!" In a dark room, a man groaned in pain as a sharp pain was inflicted on him, and wound in his body. Karl who was sitting on the high throne like chair, with his head resting on his knuckles as he looked at the man with not much expression as if he was bored. Beside his chair, there was another chair of a relatively smaller chair, where Ray was seated there looking at the man with a serious expression.

"Haah!" The man gritted as a drop of blood combines with his blood fell from his forehead, and he looked at Karl with droopy eyes. "So? Is it enough for you to tell what were you up to?" But the man did not answer and just sighed, feeling light headed. "Who were you looking for you, Mister? Care to tell, or would you like to have greeted by a few more kisses by the stick?" 

 The man still did not reply to anything.