(GOLDEN CITY)

Now, Chuck had the ladies tied up on different metal chairs; both in a small but spacious room; even their mouths were taped firmly so they couldn't speak to each other.

They're only clad on underwear, and the room was quite cold for that; thanks to the fact that there were solid and massive ice around. Both of them were obviously cold and lips turned white.

Chuck came in; putting on thick jackets, gloves and boots.

He had come with his tools in a small rectangular box.

“I hope you ladies are having a good time…?”, he chuckles and forcefully pulled off the tape from their mouth; causing both to yelp at the same time.

He went back to his box which he earlier dropped on a table, and out of it, he pulled out a small sickle; smaller than an actual sickle; it was almost like a dagger. What was he up to this time?

“Are you wondering what I'll do to you?”, he asked, before going quiet for few seconds.

“You’re making the mistake of your life… you'l