Chapter 71

• Authors pov
• Archer was seated in a room, he had a black cloth on his head. He was just waking up. he could not tell the day or time. He did not know where he was. He tried to scream, but there was tape on his lips. He could feel the rope holding his hands to the chair and his legs too.
• The grip was too tight, as he struggled, he was graced with pain. He could feel the places hurt like hell. He tried to scream. but he could not. He did not even know if there was anyone around. he could hear the eerie silence that sent cold sweat out of his body.