Darkness

The first thing I remember was feeling very thirsty. I also had one of the worst headaches that I have ever had. As the world started to come into focus, I realized that I did not recognize the room I was in. The lighting was very dim, the room was windowless with cinder block walls with that were decorated with posters of scantily clad women on them and various neon beer signs. There was an old delapatated wooden bar along the far wall. There were a several bottles of assorted booze sitting on the bar, with some random dirty glasses scattered about. I tried to sit up, but there realized that I was restrained with my arms and legs strapped to what appeared to be something similar to a hospital bed. I then noticed that I was also completely naked.

As my head slowly started to clear, I struggled again hoping to see a weakness in the restraints. Either they were strong, my strength had not returned, or a combination of both. The last seemed most likely. From behind me, I heard movement. I attempted to turn around and see who was there, but I was unable to. I heard more movement and then footsteps slowly coming towards me. A figure finally came into view, dressed in a black hooded robe. He was wearing a cheap Halloween mask that looked like it was supposed to be probably Ronald Reagan to conceal their face, but i had a good idea who it was.

"So you think that you are better than me?" You think you are smarter than me?" the hooded figure mocked me.

"Fuck you, Sean" I replied. "No, fuck YOU!" he responded. I felt a massive jolt to my jaw as he punched me in the mouth. My eyes teared up as the pain washed over me and the room blurred a bit. "I've been waiting for you to wake up so I could do that" the hooded figure said.

"Do you know where you are? This room is where we take the pledges that think they know better than we do. This is where they learn respect and their place at this school." He paused for a moment. "There is a lesson that you are about to learn, that I am going to teach you. Do you have anything to add before your lesson starts?" Sean picked up a bottle of whisky from the bar and took a pull from it, then slammed it back down onto the bar.

"Fuck you, Sean" I repeated. He responded with a back handed slap to my face then he quickly attached a ball gag in my mouth and strapped it around the back of my head. I struggled to speak but couldn't. I struggled to breathe with the ball in my mouth because my nose was partially blocked from the blood from the blows i had just taken.