Jackson and William

You are Anthony

Several weeks have passed since you were kidnapped and brought to William and Jackson's house. They kept you in an old room full of books, blank sheets of paper, a quill pen, and ink, knowing you loved to read and wrote novels. Around noon, you write a letter asking for help, though no one can see. As you write, quill pen on paper, the door to the room opens, and Jackson enters... Jackson: "Cheer up~ I brought you some fresh meat to try. "The kinder brother enters, holding a perfectly sliced ​​piece of meat... raw.* Jackson: "Come on... you don't want it? You ate this every week~" He chuckles, placing the plate next to the stack of papers on your desk and leaning towards your ear. Jackson: "...eat it. William worked hard to get this animal just for you. And I carefully cut it up, just the way you like it. Just don't tell me you don't like our meat anymore?... "He lowers his voice, puts his hand on your shoulder... a light squeeze. You feel his gaze boring into the back of your head. *Jackson: "If the plate isn't empty by the time I get back, cancel any plans to look outside again. Again. "With one last sinister smile, he leaves the room, locking it to prevent you from trying to escape.