Chapter 98: The Search for Noir and Etienne (2)
[3rd Person’s POV]
Etienne’s breath hitched after his already dark vision inside the sack became even darker. He knew it meant they entered a room devoid of light. His hands were freed, but the sack on his face remained.
He heard low whimpers and fearful sobs which broke his heart. Different timbres of voices—there were adults, children, men, and women. His hand instinctively reached out to Noir, but the man escorting them, upon noticing his hand raised, smacked it hard.
Etienne whimpered because of the stinging pain.
Noir turned to the noise aggressively, shouting, "Etienne?! What did they do? Fuck! Don’t fucking touch him! I’ll kill you!"
"I’m fine, Noir. It was nothing," Etienne answered, caressing the back of his palm, which turned visibly red from the hit.
"Are you sure you’re okay? What was that sound?" Noir probed.
However, he was pushed further into the room with a warning, "Shut your mouth or I’ll shove my fist in it!"
Noir seethed. His face under the sack fumed with anger. "I dare you to try! Don’t you know who I am?!"
The man scowled. He kicked Noir in the guts with brutal force. Then, he spat on him, the mucus landing on Noir’s chest.
"Don’t act tough, kid. I don’t know who you are, but I do know whose lap you’ll end up on. You and your pretty friend." The man laughed afterward.