C62 The Silhouette Of A Dangerous Man

When Benny woke up, it was morning. Light rays had filtered through the blinds and the room was sparingly illuminated.

"Not too bad, I thought I was sealed away in some abyss," he grunted as he felt the comfy comforter and scanned the room.

His eyes caught the remains of the intravenous fluid that was infused into him. It was discarded already.

"What the heck is this place?" He thought