It was dark, no light could be found apart from one lamp that stood up in the corner of the room. It was not bright enough to reveal everything, But thanks to it a man could be seen in the centre. At first it looked as though he was sitting on a chair. But on closer inspection his arms were chained to it, it was apparent this man was being held against his will. He was breathing heavily and had dried blood across his cheek. He was wearing a set of headphones with a microphone attached.

“Good morning, Ray.” A crackly voice came from the microphone
“What do you want!” Ray cried in anger
But the voice did not respond. After a few minutes it could be heard again.
“I’m going to release those chains of yours. When I do, I want you to look under your chair”
Ray obeyed the voice. A loud clink was heard. And the chains dropped to the floor.
As the man instructed he reached under his chair. He saw two buzzers. One green, and one red.
A monitor infront of him came to life. And a picture of his children were shown.