Lost Control

Chapter 29

Ethan was nearing his limit, as he couldn't waste any more time. He was making sure he wasn't captured by the guards roaming the abandoned factory. He couldn't believe that there were so many wasted drug users and perverts secretly gathering at this secluded location. No one was aware that this was happening under their noses; he thought the police managing this place might be involved in the illegal activities. As he carefully navigated through the shadows, making sure to recall all the teachings of his father, the weapon he was holding was always pointed forward, and made sure to closely observe his surroundings as the place was dark and there were many objects that could tumble down or create loud sounds that might give away his location or, at worst, get caught. The guards were always on high alert, making it even more crucial for him to move with precision and stealth. He knew that any misstep could mean the end of his mission and possibly his life.

Ethan's heart raced with adrenaline, knowing that the possibility that Katarine was among the women he saw getting sexually raped and drugged was too high to ignore. He had to first confirm if she was there before he could even think about attempting a rescue. As he carefully observed the scene from his vantage point, hiding and silently getting near the first of the three isolation tents on the open factory floor,

The ceiling was high and filled with metal walkways that were interconnected as remnants of the textile factory were still hanging above his heads. Rusty metal chains and scaffolding were all over the place, and machine parts were scattered on the ground. The eerie silence of the abandoned factory was no longer there as he heard the moans and muffled cries of those women getting raped and sexually tortured by those who looked rich and high on drugs.

Ethan saw that not only men were doing this vile act , but a handful of women were beating and violently assaulting the kidnapping women as well. These people were wearing facemasks as they did these heinous acts The sight made his blood boil with anger and disgust, knowing that such cruelty was happening right in front of him. The second tent was the same but the victims were already dead. A few young men were seen getting toyed with and tortured by the guest woman, hitting the young men with whips and chains. The brutality of the scene was beyond comprehension, leaving him feeling helpless and sickened by the inhumanity on display.

The sight of heavily drugged people was also present, their vacant eyes and erratic movements adding to the chaos of the situation. The overwhelming sense of despair and hopelessness in that moment was palpable, making him question the state of humanity. The guards watching them were not even concerned, as they would only act upon the orders of their high paying guests.

All this was happening right below him as Ethan used the metal to walk way above their heads. The sounds of the people were so strong that he used them to maneuver above them. As the isolation tents didn't have any top cover, Ethan could see everything happening below him with clarity. The lack of privacy in the isolation tents made the situation even more dehumanizing for the people trapped inside.

Ethan cozily crawled slowly, made sure no objects would fall below, and alerted the high paying guests to his presence. He knew that any misstep could lead to his discovery and potential consequences for himself and the drug women in the isolation tents. He wanted to help them, but seeing the number of sanctions was daunting. Ethan knew he had to tread carefully, balancing his desire to assist with the need to remain undetected until he confirmed his suspicion.

As he was nearing the last isolation tent, Ethan saw the same group of men who were trying to gain Katarine's attention that same day. The Asian man was seen raping an unconscious woman, while the other tall man was doing drugs as he forced a woman to take pleasure in him by sucking his manhood..

While the man that he saw outside the coffee shop who was flirting with Katarine was drinking luxury alcohol, the other Arab young man was getting entertained by a heavy drug woman.

"Ivan, where is the woman from the cafe?"

"Oh her, she is in a very safe location; you want her, right? So I am keeping her safe for you,"

"Now, my dear friend Jafeerah, you can do whatever you like with her,"

"What do you mean?"

"My friend, don't be so naive and innocent. You know exactly what I mean,"

Ivan replied with a sly smile, hinting at the darker intentions behind his words. Jafeerah's expression changed, realizing the true nature of Ivan's offer.

"We have been fooling around with so many women these past few days, ?

"How many women did you sleep with?!"

"Remember that woman we met at the bar; the moment she found out who you were, she immediately spread her legs."

"She rode your stick like a horse; remember how her tits bounced?"

"Look at our dear Huang Shu; that skinny man had sex with models as soon as I joined your group."

"Money can buy you anything here."

"Look at Koldan Egorov; he has accepted his openness, and he is enjoying multiple women tasting his hard stick as if they were candy."

Ethan was just twelve feet above their heads as he finally confirmed that his suspicions were correct. Katarine was kidnapped, and these assholes were the ones who took her. This wasn't about being a hero or acting like a prince charming who would rescue a damsel in distress. He understands the situation very well. This is not one of those movies where the hero always comes out alive and saves the day. This was real life, and he knew the risks involved. Ethan took a deep breath and prepared himself for what was to come.

Disarming the guards and asserting a certain contempt not to inflict too much harm on the culprits was a foolish thing to do. These people won't hesitate to kill him; they will brutally murder anybody who stands in their way. His firm conviction must be firm and resolute; in his mind, killing the enemy was the only way to ensure his and Katarine's survival. With a steely resolve, Ethan knew he had to do whatever it took to make it out of this situation alive.

"This is different from hunting and killing a wild boar in the wild."

"Gutting a boar wasn't hard, and the many years of hunting trips with my father had prepared me for that. But this was a whole different level of danger and intensity."

"It's now or ever."

"These bastards don't deserve to live anyway; they are wild animals.,"

Beside the wrapped galvanized pipe he still has his four inch hunting knife, which his father gave him, which he tied around his waist with a paracord rope and securely concealed from view. Like a piece of jewelry, the knife dangles around his waist. This was the last survival tip his father told him.

"Son, always have a backup plan at all times."

"Never show all of your cards to the enemy."

Like a true predator, he moved silently through the elevated walkway and interconnected scaffolding with the abandoned textile factory.

" I have watched many TV shows about this kind of situation,"

he thought to himself, feeling confident in his ability to navigate the abandoned factory. As he crept closer to his target, he remembered his father's words:

"Stay focused and always trust your instincts."

His first task was to ensure the guards were not carrying guns, so Ethan planned to eliminate the guard who was constantly roaming the factory floor and test if his resolve was strong enough to take a life. As he carefully observed the guard's movements, Ethan noticed a pattern in his patrol route.

This particular guard has a habit of pausing for a few seconds near the portable generator, as heavy and creaking sounds were loud enough to mask any noise Ethan might make. Ethan decided to use this opportunity to test if the noise was enough to cover the sound of a falling object and even suppress gunshots if the guards had a gun with them. He knew that if he could successfully eliminate the guard without alerting anyone else,.

Tor. Just to be safe, Ethan decided to wait for the guard to pause before making his move, knowing that timing would be crucial in this situation. He took a deep breath, steadied his nerves, and prepared himself for the moment when he would have to act.

Ethan carefully waited and timed his action. When the guard was near the generator he dropped the pipe above and landed a few feet at the corner wall where the guard would walk past. The pipe hitting the ruined concrete floor was muffled, and it didn't draw attention to the guard as Ethan watched the guard, and with all his might, he rappelled down while just using the strength of his hands and arms. This was like the time his father told him to get close to a mother doe and her fawn without startling them. Ethan knew he had to be just as quiet and careful now.

As the guard approached, Ethan struck quickly and efficiently, knocking him out cold before he had a chance to react. With the guard now out of commission, Ethan could proceed with his mission without any further obstacles. He approaches the guard from behind, and he has a split second to finally decide if killing this person was the right thing to do.

In Ethan's mind, he was now having second thoughts, considering this person might have family or love depending on him. Now this was becoming a huge issue. issue, the guard was about to turn around and walk right past him. Ethan lowered his stace and made sure the shadow would never bettrey his location. No moving light was detected as he was observing from above.

Ethan knew hesitation would lead to mistakes, and this would end his life, as he knew this mistake when he was tracking and getting close to the mother deer and her fawn when he was young. His momentary pause and uncertainty led the mother deer to attack him with a direct headbutt and fracture his arm when he was twelve years old.

Now, at the age of 22, his hesitation was reasonable; this was a human being and not a deer, but he couldn't shake the feeling of impending danger. The consequences of his past mistake haunted him, urging him to act quickly and decisively. As the guard passed him, Ethan quickly swung the pipe downward. The pipe directly hit the guard's head, and the sound of his skull breaking was never heard as the man fell to the ground. Ethan felt the blood gushing out as the impact of his swing made the blood spurt out and hit his face.

He knew he had to flee the scene before anyone discovered what he had done. The adrenaline pumping through his veins pushed him to grab the unconscious man and drag him into the shadow he was hinding in. The smell of human blood was different from that of animal blood.,

As every part of the guard's body was tucked away in the dark embrace of the shadow, Ethan patted the man and confirmed the weapon the guard was carrying under his jacket was a FN P90.

Feeling satisfied with his findings, Ethan promptly cleaned the blood off his face and fled into the night, leaving no trace. The guard needed to vanish before anyone linked him to the event, but knowing about his weapon would come in handy later.

Ethan moved as fast as he could and left the bloodied and maybe dead man behind, knowing that he had to distance himself from the scene before anyone discovered what had happened. The knowledge of the guard's weapon would be crucial in his next steps, ensuring he was prepared for any potential threats. As he ran toward the only swing door on the factory floor he was sure this was where they kept the other victims.

As soon as he entered the factor dual swing door, he saw a long and wide corridor with four open doorframes on both sides facing each other at a distance of five meters each. Each doorframe had old curtains hanging on them, and the smell of bodily fluids lingered in the air, making his stomach turn. The odor was familiar, and as he took a look at the first open door,

He could hear moaning and humping sounds inside as he moved the curtain to see a group of individuals engaging in various sexual acts. The sight made him sick to his stomach.

The two men who were actively raping the two bound women looked at him and smirked as if they were inviting him to join.

One man even stood up while a young African girl, maybe around the age of fifteen, whose slim body frame and small stature were sucking the five foot-eighth-fat man who was dripping in sweat and smelly putrid odor, spoke in a foreign accent.

"It's not time yet,"

" This bitch is still alive, isn't she? "

As he was holding the young girl's hair and shoving his huge manhood into the young girl's swollen mouth, the other men in the room looked on with a mixture of amusement and delight. The young girl's eyes filled with tears as she struggled to breathe, unable to escape the man's grasp. Ethan could hear her chocking and gasping for air as the huge fat man was violently assaulting her as he continuously shoved his manhood into the young girl's mouth.

The scene made Ethan sick to his stomach, but he knew he had to act fast to save the innocent victims from further harm. He clenched his hand and took out the FN P90 strap on his shoulder. He wanted to kill everyone who was in that disgusting room. The man's eyes weren't human anymore. Was it because he was high on drugs or something else?

He quickly turned away, feeling a mix of disgust and fear at the scene before him. The urge to run from the building was overwhelming.

"They are monsters."

Ethan muttered under his breath.

"I need to get her out of here."

As he dashed and checked all the dilapidated rooms, the scenes were the same, and some were even horrific. Ethan saw men and women raping and torturing the victims, both young men and young women. The youngest was about ten years old; she was just 3 feet tall, and her lifeless naked body was laying on the light from the ceiling, which was enough to see her private part being disfigure, as a pleasure device was still inserted inside her , while two young boys were chained to the bed; they were both gag and their eyes were covered, while an older girl, maybe seventeen, was getting raped by a man who was using torture devices.

This broke Ethan. He couldn't believe the horror he was witnessing, and his heart ached for the innocent victims. He took the pipe and started bashing the man's head until he heard the man's skull burst and blood gush out of his head, splattering the room with a sickening sound. The young teenager looked up at it like it was nothing. ,

"Please don't kill me; do what you want with my body just don't kill me."

They were trembling not out of fear but because they are now addicted to the drugs. Even though the two young tied up boys were already under the influence of his drug, the young girl started to scream. This wasn't the response he was expecting, but he quickly realized that the drugs had taken a stronger hold on them than he had anticipated. The situation was spiraling out of control, and he knew he needed to act fast to prevent any further harm.

So he punched the seventeen year old girl and realized he was over his head doing such a thing. Numerous times, the girl was raped and drugged, which changed her life forever. She became addicted to the pain and pleasure of getting raped by different men. Ethan had no choice, but he had to leave. He knew he couldn't help her anymore and needed to prioritize Katarine safety. This decision has scared his heart. And the guilt of leaving the girl behind weighed heavily on his conscience. Despite the difficult choice, Ethan knew he had to focus on protecting Katarine and himself from the dangerous situation.

The last room remaining, he made sure to enter with caution; he might see Katarine in a situation where he couldn't himself anymore; his heart just gave him the answer: he truly cares for this woman. The burden he had to face and the consequences of his decision were a heavy price to pay. But in that moment, all he could do was hope that Katarine would understand and forgive him for leaving her behind. The weight of his emotions threatened to overwhelm him as he steeled himself for whatever awaited in the last room.

Ethan was going insane and losing his hold on reality as he struggled to come to terms with the depth of what was happening and the horrors he had just witnessed. His mind raced with thoughts of what he could have done differently.

"As soon as I save Katarine , I will come back and kill everybody here."