Darkness. That was all he could see. A wave of pain flashed thorough him. "Agh." The boy groaned. He tried to move, but couldn't. He was tied up to a chair and couldn't get out. "Where am I?" He thought. Trying to clear his vision in the room, he blinked his eyes several times. Once he could see better he scanned the room. There was blood on the floor and another chair on the other side of the room. He turned to the right. Big mistake. His head hurt a lot and he couldn't take the pain. He looked at himself and saw his clothes had been ripped, his feet were tied and so were his hands. We could feel some blood trail down his head. He then smirked. He had regain some of his memories. He wanted to cry out for help but knew he couldn't. "I need to escape." He thought. "A weapon. I need a weapon." He was not going to go down without a fight. Just then he tried to wiggle his hands and touched his phone which was located on his back pocket. "Stupid. Didn't even check for anything." He thought. He was smart and he was determined to make it out alive. He wiggled a little more until he could finally get his right hand on his phone. Just then the door creaked open. He froze. "Ahh I see your finally awake." The man said. He looked like he was in his late 30's. He didn't reply. "Well that's good. It makes it easier for us." He smirked. He didn't say anything and continue with his own mission. He speed dial the number he knew would save him and tried to distarct the man. "So are you still not going to talk?" The man asked. He glared at him. "Please answer." He thought. "Well I guess were just going to have to beat the answers out of you." the man kept on talking. He was never going to talk. He refused to let them know what they wanted. "Where is he?" He asked. He looked away. A punch landed on his left cheek.  "Where is he?" The man asked again. More hits landed on his already bruised body. Minutes later two more man joined the room. "Crap. I'm screwed." He thought. He turned off his phone and tried to put it back on his pocket. "Success!" He smirked. "Oh, smirking are we?" The man asked, He just smirked even wider. Even more punches landed on his face. He spit out blood, "I will ask you one more time. Where is he?" The man asked. Nothing. There was no answer. "Hey bastard! I'm right here!"