Chapter 8: CH 008: Superpowers?
The two masked men have been taken into one of the few empty rooms that was used as storage before the apocalypse started. It was now currently used as a place of interrogation purposely because of the two masked men.
The leader of the base, Anthony, had decided to interrogate them himself, since they refused to reveal any information on who their leader was. Gunther, Chris, Simbi and a few other core members were also present in the room. They were allowed to witness the interrogation, since they were the executive members of the base.
The men were tied to chairs with their backs facing each other, and their masks had been removed to reveal their young faces, which seemed to contradict their claims of being 22 and 23 years old.
"I'm pretty sure you kids are nothing less than 16. And you might think because of that, I'm going to spare you. Far from it, I'll make sure to reveal whoever you're working for, with whatever means possible."
"What are your names?" Anthony asked, his voice laced with irritation and annoyance. His usual calm demeanor was replaced by a visible annoyance.
The room fell silent, the only sound being heard was the heavy breathing of the captives, who refused to utter a single word in response.
"Well, I guess we'll just have to take all of this a step further," Anthony said, his voice firm and unyielding, as he sat down in a chair opposite the two captives. Two burly men then entered the room, positioning themselves in front of the captives.
With a swift motion, they loosened the ropes binding the men's hands, and then unleashed a flurry of blows and kicks, targeting their faces and stomachs. The beating was relentless, and soon one of the captives cracked under the pressure, pleading for mercy as he begged them to spare his life.
"So, are you ready to talk?" Anthony asked.
The boy, his face now battered and bruised, with blood dripping down his broken nose, eagerly surrendered. "Alright, I'll tell you everything!" he exclaimed. "But you have to promise to spare me and my brother."
"Deal." Anthony gestured to the men, who quickly retied them back to the chairs. The room fell silent, with all eyes fixed on the boy, waiting for him to reveal the information they sought.