In the world of Blaze, it's important to remember that simplicity is not always the best approach. Instead of settling for a simple punch, challenge yourself to make it more exciting and engaging. Don't let time go to waste; find ways to make every moment count. Embrace the idea that even the undefined can be turned into something remarkable. So, make it fun, make it challenging, and make it worth your while.
This place looked nothing like his neat clean mansion, with just few furnitures and a medical bed in the middle of the room, enclosed with darkness with few dim lights lightening the room.
While the mansion was clean, neat, and luxurious, this place was the complete opposite. Dirt was all over the place, and the place was poorly maintained and filthy. There were even stains that were red in color, but had dried out so couldn't be figured out what they were.
Soon, the peach black darkness turned into dim light as he slowly opened his eyes, squinting his eyes to see the lights, he looked at his surroundings unaware of what had happened and what was going on? What was this place?
Until he finally realises something, it hits him when he recalls the last memory of the earlier incident. He attempts to rise from the bed where he had been lying unconscious, but finds himself unable to move. Later his gaze falls upon the rope that binds him tightly to the medical bed.
Both of his arms were cuffed to the bed's side rail, including his legs, he tried speaking only to realize that the tape was covering his mouth. He could not control himself, he was controlled by someone, he struggled to move, it was impossible in every way, moved his head frustratedly left and right, tried pulling his arms and legs only to bruise them.
Scanning his surrounding, finding himself alone in a dark place, truly scared him to the death.
The room's door swung open, and Elijah walked in with someone following behind. He held several items in his hands, which appeared to James to be medical equipment.
He attempted to coo in order to capture Elijah's attention, but failed, as Elijah remained on the left side of the room, grasping the items, staring straight ahead, disregarding the man on the bed who was trying to gain his attention
The door swung open again, and Blaze walked with his secretary following, James glanced over and spotted Blaze in his typical black outfit, causing him to cease fighting. James's expression quickly shifted to anger as he observed Blaze moving deeper inside and standing next to his bed.
"Did you sleep well?" Blaze inquired with his typical icy demeanor.
Blaze saw James struggle to speak, and signaled one of his man to remove the tape from his mouth.
"Wh-" James with his will tried forming words, it was being impossible to articulate a word so he yelled again frustratedly, but again struggled to do so, "U-u-unt-t-t-tie me." He fought again and eventually managed to speak, barely loud enough, but succeeded.
Although his anger was evident, Blaze appeared unbothered by him and moved to the other side of the room separated by a thin plastic curtain. Eventually, James gave up, "L-I-le-ll-le-let me g-g-g-g-go-o."
Once Blaze came out from the section blocked by the plastic curtain, James gazed at him in confusion. Since Blaze had changed his appearance, he was dressed in scrubs, surgical clothing, complete with a mask covering his mouth and a cap on his head.
"You were saying something?" Blaze asked as he stood just beside him looking down at him with his impartial eyes. Elijah walked up to Blaze and stood beside him, placing stray equipment on the bedside chair before returning to his place, but James seemed too terrified to hear anything around him now.
James attempted to fight, but he utterly failed, as fear of Blaze gripped him while he observed the surroundings that felt too strange, instilling terror for his safety. He was drenched in sweat from head to toe.
While putting on the surgical gloves, Blaze remarked, "I had something significant planned, but you chose to unleash my inner self before I could proceed." He stated, "You should be aware of me."
"You should be afraid of me."
"You should be aware of Blaze Baldwin"
"You should always remember him"
Blaze leaned his head nearer to James's face.
-"Still after death."
Author's Note :
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