Re: Say Good Night Mr. Williams (6/10)
anonymous
September 19 2010, 18:27:46 UTC
Take a breath Hold it in Start a fight You won't win Had enough Let's begin Nevermind I don't care
Don't carry me under You're the devil in disguise . . . .
“What Lies Beneath” from the album ‘Dear Agony’ by Breaking Benjamin
'Damn.' he thought as he looked out over the roof seeing the distant stormy skies. 'That's just what I don't need, water-logged and ruined equipment.'
He turned toward the door, moving to stand when a razor-thin strip of shadow broke off, with a faint hiss of steel to rest against the pulse in his throat.
"Ah, Agent Maht-hew Vill-yams, the Invisible Man, so nice of you to come visit us."
Matthew Williams froze at the touch of the cold, hard metal against his warm, soft, unprotected flesh.
The shadowy figure behind him continued. "You have given me and my men quite a chase.
Matthew’s back stiffened at the sound of the velvety dark tones of the man behind him. The captured agent prayed it wasn't the man he feared it was standing with a sword at his throat. He shifted his weight casually readying himself for a quick maneuver that would duck him away from the blade and allow him to make an offensive strike back.
But the other man sensed it and moved in closer effectively shutting him down before he could even try.
"Tch' Why are you in such a hurry? Come, let me take your bag."
Matthew relinquished the bag in his left hand as soon as he felt another hand grab for it.
"Stay awhile. And you might learn some valuable things. For I have much to teach."
Cautiously twisting to observe the man behind him as he quickly patted Matthew down for weapons, Matthew responded slowly to buy time, drawing each word out, "Oh, I doubt that."
Hold it in
Start a fight
You won't win
Had enough
Let's begin
Nevermind
I don't care
Don't carry me under
You're the devil in disguise . . . .
“What Lies Beneath” from the album ‘Dear Agony’ by Breaking Benjamin
'Damn.' he thought as he looked out over the roof seeing the distant stormy skies. 'That's just what I don't need, water-logged and ruined equipment.'
He turned toward the door, moving to stand when a razor-thin strip of shadow broke off, with a faint hiss of steel to rest against the pulse in his throat.
"Ah, Agent Maht-hew Vill-yams, the Invisible Man, so nice of you to come visit us."
Matthew Williams froze at the touch of the cold, hard metal against his warm, soft, unprotected flesh.
The shadowy figure behind him continued. "You have given me and my men quite a chase.
Matthew’s back stiffened at the sound of the velvety dark tones of the man behind him. The captured agent prayed it wasn't the man he feared it was standing with a sword at his throat. He shifted his weight casually readying himself for a quick maneuver that would duck him away from the blade and allow him to make an offensive strike back.
But the other man sensed it and moved in closer effectively shutting him down before he could even try.
"Tch' Why are you in such a hurry? Come, let me take your bag."
Matthew relinquished the bag in his left hand as soon as he felt another hand grab for it.
"Stay awhile. And you might learn some valuable things. For I have much to teach."
Cautiously twisting to observe the man behind him as he quickly patted Matthew down for weapons, Matthew responded slowly to buy time, drawing each word out, "Oh, I doubt that."
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