“You can’t even imagine the things that I’ve been conjuring in my mind. The fear that I’ve experienced during this hunt of yours. The feeling of being chased and knowing that in the end you might be dead. I want you to experience it all Zaroff. I can’t wait to share it with you,” Rainsford said in an enthusiastic voice.
Before Zaroff could register what Rainsford had said, Zaroff felt a sharp pain on the side of his head. The world had gone completely black.
At midnight, Zaroff had been forcefully woken up. Where was he? Why was he stripped down to only his undergarments? How did he get here? So many questions, yet they couldn’t be answered. It seemed that he had been taken into his basement and chained. The side of his head hurt and he felt groggy. Rainsford stood before him with a knife in hand, and wore a big smile.
“Hello Zaroff, I could not wait for morning to come. I wanted to start right away.”
Zaroff began to quiver in fear, and look at Rainsford with a look of terror.
“Don’t get scared now darling, the fun hasn’t even started,” Rainsford said while sharpening his