A young man stood at the head of an elongated, empty room. He was a sight to behold, with not an inch of clothing covering a clearly painstakingly sculpted physical form. The nudity wasn’t erotic in nature, however, it simply was. He was bared to Cassian, each freckle upon his evenly toned skin a welcoming island for the man’s gaze to land upon. Each strand of his hair, which was styled in a rather severe undercut, was differentiable from the others as though Cassian was viewing the godlike stranger in the full, unadulterated HD that was shown on the display TVs in stores. Despite the physical beauty of the man stood at the far end of the shared space, that wasn’t what stood out about the sight of him. What truly stood out was the emotions held within the man, though they clearly weren’t visible in a physical sense.<br/><br/>He didn’t appear particularly threatening; if anything his deep brown eyes were somber, they spoke of intense pain and mourning. The energy within the stone-walled room, however, was anything but disheartening. There was an electric buzz pulsating within those four walls, all of it seeming to emanate from the stranger that stood there. He stared directly into Cassian’s eyes, seemingly peering into his very soul, searching him for something. Still, the energy in the room wasn’t angry or threatening, it was simply vibrant. The unknown man began to step forward, slowly at first, and his lips began to move though no sound came out. He seemed to be addressing Cassian directly, as his gaze didn’t shift from the man as he spoke silent words<br/><br/>He reached out for Cassian, his hands grasping at the air as the look on his face shifted quite suddenly from melancholy to horrifically desperate. He seemed to be begging, pleading for Cassian to take his hands, to pull him from whatever horrors may have engulfed him, but were the man to make an attempt to grab a hold of him he’d have found his fingertips just out of reach and his body unable to shift from it’s starting position. He was helpless to do anything for the beautiful stranger, all he could do was stand and watch as the nightmare unfolded before him.<br/><br/>The man suddenly crumpled down to his knees, his arms lifting upwards as they were shackled to the walls by some invisible force. Bruises blossomed across his flawless flesh and he tossed his head back as he struggled against the iron chains that bound him. Blood began to dribble from the corners of his lips first, then his left nostril began to bleed and following that tears of the scarlet liquid started to leak from his eyes. A pair of men stepped into the room from just behind Cassian, though he couldn’t turn to see where they’d materialized from. They flanked him briefly, each holding onto what appeared to be golden, gem-encrusted carving knives. The newcomers stepped forward towards the shackled male, who looked to be in considerably worse shape than he had when they’d first settled into the elongated room. He appeared to have been there for much longer than the passing of time would have suggested. A thick layer of stubble had grown on his beautifully chiseled facial features, his lips had grown cracked and dried, his knees had become raw and bloody from kneeling on the rugged stone beneath them. His body seemed to have eaten away at the formerly gloriously sculpted muscles he’d boasted and it left him painfully thin. The bruises that had blossomed over his skin had turned a gut-turning yellowish green hue and dried blood formed a sickening crust over much of his skin.<br/><br/>Despite how weak the young male looked he still tried his damndest to scoot away at the approach of the pair of men that had entered the hellish environment. Fear set his gaze ablaze and his eyes flew down to the pair of ornate knives in their hands. Sacrificial blades, no doubt. Still shackled firmly to the walls there wasn’t a terribly long way for him to go. He was lifted up on either side by the pair of men, settled down again onto his knees as they moved to stand beside him. He lifted his eyes once again to meet with Cassian’s as they stepped behind him, each raising a blade into the air. His mouth began to move slowly, and he hung his head forwards to again break apart their locked gazes. 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