"I'm not--" I forgot about whatever was on my mouth. So I just tilted my head slightly to the side. The Norwegian started shaking his head slowly as he turned around to leave, seemingly forgetting about the fact that I was still there, tied up on something. "HMPH!!! HMPHHH!!!!!" I tried getting his attention but he wouldn't turn around.
So I started chewing on whatever tied my mouth shut.
When I had finally broken off some of it, just enough to speak slightly, I realized that I wore ducktape and a bandana, covering up the tape.
But at least I could talk a bit now.
"HEY! WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME FOR?!" I yelled, my voice echoing throughout the whole room.
That seemed to get his attention.
Though he was already so far away that I could only make out a dot of light, I saw the figure getting closer, slowly.
When he was close enough, I could see that he wasn't very happy to see me. I spoke again.
"Who. Are. You?" I asked, in an almost threatening tone. he smirked, and the longer I stared at him, the more he seemed to transform into something from the underworld.
"Well, if I tell you who I am, then you won't be able to leave anytime soon." He said, still hanging onto the lamp, which made him seem to glow.
"Well, what do you want with me?" I asked, hoping to get an actual answer this time.
"Oh, nothing. I could let you go, but what if you start telling everyone about me? Speak a word about any of this, and trust me, you will regret it."
When he said those words, I could almost swear that he had an actual fire burning in his eyes.
"Ok. Fine. I won't say anything, ok?"
The guy let out a devilish smile.
"Ok. I'll believe you. Be right back."
The guy turned around and started walking, laughing like an evil maniac.
'God. What is he? Some kind of 'evil scientist'?' I thought, kinda scared about what could happen.