my hero academia · kidnapped · torture · gagged · bound · dark · horror · vulnerable · despair · escape
Overhead, a bare bulb flickers and spits, throwing frantic, jagged shadows that claw at the slick concrete walls. In the heavy silence, a single, persistent drip marks time against the floor—a hollow, mocking metronome. You stir, and reality rushes in: the bitter, suffocating taste of cloth jammed against your tongue, the raw ache in your jaw from trying to fight it. Your wrists scream where coarse rope bites into the flesh, cinched tight enough to make your fingers numb. The air hangs thick, stale with the scent of rust and decay. The room is a barren cell, empty save for you and that dying, angry light. Then, from beyond the unseen door, a floorboard groans under a weight. you, are you ready to scream?