Unconsciousness

We club we ride we party hard.
That was how it's started. Drinking beer is more enjoyable with friends especially when you have a girl by your side. I drank to stupor even to remember my home address was difficult but I was assisted by a club girl to an isolated place. After some hours I gain mine consciousness but bound with chains to a seat.

After a while, the girl entered the room and shake up her ass. She mocked me calling me a drinker then a gentle good looking man enter the room. He was a man of few words "call your daddy that we need two million dollar as ransom" then he switched on the screen for me to communicate with my father and left the room.

My daddy was scared but I told him I'm fine that he shouldn't give them two million dollar rather one million dollar that they're just amateur kidnappers. After a while the man enter again and said " we heard everything you said by calling us "amateur kidnappers" because we are giving you a special treatment but now the game is about to change" and he left the room.

Few minutes later, I was hearing footsteps from a distance coming closer to the room, each step cause the room to vibrate. When he entered, he was a giant man, his whole skin was cover with tattoos like skulls, death, dice, guns, bullet holes, horrors, satanic symbols, terrorism symbols, numbers and marks. He has tattoos all over his face and on his head. He was just a monster in human form. He was holding a long knife and said to me "I am the butcher and have killed many people with this fucking weapon. I'm not going to kill you, I will just remove your arm on this table first".

At this point, I was shaking on the seat, I haven't seen a man like this before, I couldn't see his real face because his whole body was covered with tattoos, signs, images and symbols.
"I know your father wouldn't like to see your arm been amputated so pick up the phone now, call your daddy to send the two million dollar or you will see your hand amputated on the floor"

Immediately I picked the phone vigorously to call my daddy to send the two million dollar with bank details or else the butcher will cut off my head. The butcher waited to see the Confirmation of the transaction. "Done deal" that was the last word I heard because he hits me with a tremble push that send me into unconsciousness and later gain my consciousness back at the hospital after I was rescued from subway