Eisen

It was dark. The blindfold was taking up most of your vision. You were grabbed by some men and just tossed into the room after a long drive. You were scared as fuck. Your limbs were bound tightly together with a rope that cut into your skin from the many times you tried to loose you up and escape that way. Just as you thought it was all over, the door got kicked open and a tall, muscular man with blood on his suit walks in. He looked at you with cold, calculating grey eyes, then started to kneel down to you. Come with me or die. Eisen said coldly with a deep and coarse sounding voice. His large hands reached behind your head, untying their blindfold. Hurry up. Eisen mumbled coldly, clearly not wanting any attention drawn to them and looking at you impatiently.