Tim crawled after Lukas and Lina, trying to take a peek into the room. His eyes went wide as he saw Lukas putting Lina onto a chair next to a broken one, tying her to it with a rope that was just sprawled across the basement floor. "Is Lina a… masochist?" He muttered, "This can't be a kidnapping, can it? They would have shut me up by now. But they left me unattended and I could just leave." He scratched the wounds on his arms, believing it would relieve some of the burning sensation, but no, he just made it worse.
Lukas finished tying her and wiped his hands against one another to shake off the dust and Lina's sweat. He then turned back to the door and walked out of the basement room. He hadn't noticed Tim at first and made an abrupt halt right in front of the sitting Tim.
Tim tried to look away from Lukas' goods on display right in front of his face. His face reddened.
Lukas' face was emotion- and expressionless as he stared down at Tim. An idea sprang to mind and a sadistic grin spread over his lips. He took a half step closer to Tim, pretending he stumbled.
"Sorry." Lukas said with a shocked expression on his face.
Tim jumped back, hitting his back against the stairs and letting out a pained squeal before holding his back and leaning to the side.
Lukas went closer again, pretending to worry: "Are you okay?" His scared voice echoed through the basement, "Did I scare you?" He tried to grab Tim's shoulders who got scared and tried to push him away, making him stumble again. He threw himself to the side as if trying to avoid Tim but Lukas' penis slightly brushed against Tim's face.
Lukas jumped up, grabbing the towel. He muttered an excuse before running up the stairs with the towel covering him.
Tim sat there, his face blank and expressionless. He slowly got up, in a robotic manner and walked up the stairs. "Where do I go?" He asked Alex who had seen the whole thing.
"This way." Alex went to the stairs to the next floor and used the wheelchair elevator to get up while Tim slowly walked behind him.
Under the shower all his emotions hit him at once. Tim, standing below the showerhead, looked down in horror. He had stabbed someone, Lina was in the basement tied up and he touched Lukas' penis.
"It touched my face." He whispered while staring at himself in the mirror, hand at his cheek touching the spot and tears running down his face. What should he do? All these bad things happening to him at once.
He felt the blood in his body flow downwards.
In front of the door sat Alex in his wheelchair and Lukas, wearing clothes again. They were listening, wanting to know what Tim was doing and how he was feeling. They first heard him cry, then they heard something different.
"Is he…" Alex wanted to ask something.
Lukas stood next to him in silence for a moment. "Yes… he is pleasuring himself."