Build up

As they approached the exit, Judas' heart raced with anxiety. He knew he was walking into a trap, but he had no choice. Tyler's grip on his arm was like a vice, holding him in place. He could feel the weight of the handcuffs digging into his wrists, a constant reminder of his captivity.

Once they were outside, Judas was shoved into a waiting car, Tyler and the lawyer following close behind. The drive was silent, the only sound the hum of the engine and the soft rustle of the lawyer's papers.

Judas' mind raced with thoughts of escape, but he knew it was futile. He was trapped, at Tyler's mercy. And he knew Tyler had no intention of showing him any.

As they arrived at their destination, Judas' heart sank. It was a luxurious mansion, surrounded by high walls and guarded by men with cold, hard eyes. He knew he was in for a long and difficult journey, one that would test his limits and push him to the edge.

But he refused to give up. He would find a way out, no matter what it took. He woul