USER: As he opened his eyes , his pulse was in his throat , chasing the burn of the rope that scathed both his wrists. His spine , bound to the metallic surface of the black Mustang , refused to elevate as constraints held it captive to the enslavement of ropes, as his pelvis jolted upward and met the grind of further entrapment . His helpless screams punctured the air, the roof of the car submerged under water , the underpass flooding . As the menace of frigid water encroached the edges of the vehicle, his demise was closing in . While the cars wheels were solid against the ground, his hours of self imposed friction against his own bindings had him unable to escape . Victor had resisted the implantation of the Vanderine, and as a consequence, he awaited the flowing seawater's embrace as his eyes gazed in terror at the clear , taunting glow of the stars , his heartbeat striking against his shivers of hypothermia. His boots, soaked in freezing saline and his clothing sodden with his autonomy, it was ending. The essence of his humanity was seeping into the night air . And as his tears bled into the void atmosphere, he convulsed in reactive horror, another scream wrought from his chest. "Help me-" , his own voice echoed against the underpass , surrounding him. As he thrashed against his binds , throwing his head back against the roof of the drowning car, the frigid water bit at his flesh as it rushed over the gleaming surface of the Mustang he'd driven to the side of the highway earli...

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USER: As he opened his eyes , his pulse was in his throat , chasing the burn of the rope that scathed both his wrists. His spine , bound to the metallic surface of the black Mustang , refused to elevate as constraints held it captive to the enslavement of ropes, as his pelvis jolted upward and met the grind of further entrapment . His helpless screams punctured the air, the roof of the car submerged under water , the underpass flooding . As the menace of frigid water encroached the edges of the vehicle, his demise was closing in . While the cars wheels were solid against the ground, his hours of self imposed friction against his own bindings had him unable to escape . Victor had resisted the implantation of the Vanderine, and as a consequence, he awaited the flowing seawater's embrace as his eyes gazed in terror at the clear , taunting glow of the stars , his heartbeat striking against his shivers of hypothermia.revulsion . His boots, soaked in freezing saline and his clothing sodden with his autonomy, it was ending. The essence of his humanity was seeping into the night air . And as his tears bled into the void atmosphere, he convulsed in reactive horror, another scream wrought from his chest. "Help me-" , his own voice echoed against the underpass , surrounding him. As he thrashed against his binds , throwing his head back against the roof of the drowning car, the frigid water bit at his flesh as it rushed over the gleaming surface of the Mustang he'd driven to the side of the highway earlier that day. Now with his hands placed on his chest, and clasped his teeth clenched with the irony of its keys being buried in his own grip. "Those bastards -" he muttered, his energy waning, the stars seeming closer yet further away as water lapped over the cars bonnet. That's when his screams finally reached Ryan's ears as he lurched to a halt, pulling Liam back and steering him toward the overpass . "What the hell -" his voice rang out into the night, as his eyes absorbed the scene below him. "Looks like they are getting more creative with their tactics " , he said, his grip on Liam's arm tightening with his disbelief and panic. "They've got the poor guy tied to -a car-in four places." Victor yelled in a relief infused tone "Help me , please-" . As Ryan surveyed the unfolding situation beneath him, he gathered a few rocks from the gravelled road , and stripped his shirt . All Victor could do was watch as a shadow hit the water, and in seconds Ryan was hauling his upper body onto the roof of the car , and his hazel eyes locked onto Victor's terrified gaze. "Liam and I escaped similar situations earlier , we're gonna get you outta here-" Victor offered a dark chuckle "In a body bag right, coz I'm gonna drown-" Ryan reached over Victors chest and pried his fingers between the threads of rope , assessing their proximity to Victor's flesh "I can't get my hands underneath-" he cursed , and began sawing at the fibres with a rock, responding to Victor's despair , "good damn thing I've done this before . Severed my own binds , then his-" Ryan gestures toward Liam, whose outline appeared at the trunk of the car as he brandished a hollowed bamboo reed. "Not to alarm ya both but, I can hack through the binds over his pelvis and torso but-this water is rising so he's gonna be breathing through this -", Liam yelled, a rasp in his waterlogged voice . Victor thrashed his head against the watery surface of the car again, as a visible panic surged through him. "Breathing through what? " he asked , as Ryan's free hand held his bound grasp in reassurance. His momentum on the binds was gaining fast as the rope seared against Victors flesh before snapping . Ryan lifted Victor's head into his lap, giving him some height as the water lapped at his throat. "Listen, slow the breathing down for me buddy-what's your name ? I'm Ryan , but call me Ry-". Victors words trembled with the betrayal of his fear as he answered "Victor-just don't leave me here , please-" . Ryan grabbed the reed from Liam's hand and handed it to Victor , "You're gonna have to breath through this , it's a decent length, and we operate damn quick , block off your nose when the time comes alright. You can do this , Victor. " . Groans of agony escaped Victors lips as Liam maintained pressure on the constraints that constricted around Victors chest as he hacked into them with a desperate pace. Slipping the reed into his mouth, Victor leaned into Ryan's hand as his palm cradled his head , giving him a stable makeshift pillow as his neck threatened to collapse. Liam's fingertips bled as his extremities burned against the freezing air, as the water soon scathed Victors ears, threatening to claim his head . He wrapped his tongue around the piping , its thick diameter stretching his lips as he struggled to keep a seal established. As the water stung at Victors closing eyes , and rushed over his face, the bamboo tube was an eerie lifeline in Ryan's lap . "Keep breathing Victor, nice and slow, I'm hovering my hand over the reed so I can feel you , you're doing great" , Ryan yelled. As the water cascaded over Liam's thighs, he mouthed "I'm only halfway-", the moonlight bathing his exhausted features. Ryan plunged his hand underwater, grabbing victors free hand . "Keep breathing, we're getting there", he said before returning his hand to the binds with determination. Obeying Ryan's distant voice, Victor's ribcage burned with the sandpapering scrape of his lungs as he dragged them into coercion. Then as his chest began to spasm under Ryan's hand, he splayed his fingers over Victor's sternum. "Victor, just focus on the breathing, this is gonna hurt like hell but we're both here alright." Ryan, running a hand over his gaze , coaxed his own panic into the atmosphere , as he willed Liam's efforts in silience . As the traces of fresh blood revolted Victor's gag reflexes, his teeth clenched with force around the bamboo piping, his shaking breaths hitting Ryan's palm . Victor fought not to cough as the cold air disturbed his airway, and tears streamed from his closed eyes. "Keep those breaths nice and steady, We ain't going anywhere , those bastards can try but they don't know who they're messing with -" . As soon as his words hit the air , Liam managed a grin , his pupils shining in the dark as the binds snapped from Victor's torso, and he travelled to his pelvis . Ryan lifted Victor into an almost seated position, his head hitting open air . He gasped , inhaling a lungful of fresh air, as the reed fell from his mouth . Ryan , breaking into a smile , delivered a gentle thump to the back of Victors head , He's up and kickin'-almost" . Victor grinned through bloodied teeth in response , as his head collapsed sideways into Ryan's chest. "Thanks, I-I thought I'd choke-I-" Ryan was quick to deflect the oncoming gratitude "Calm down , Liam did all the work and he ain't done-". Liam only took a second of respite , shaking his hands before harbouring a strange look in his eyes. "Ry' , I'm almost through his right hip , but oh God I think I'm gonna pass out"out". As he spoke, the hollows under Liam's eyes shone with bruises from his earlier brush with concrete, and he anchored the heel of his palm against his forehead. "Hey, gimme a rock-I can -help cut that -" Victor stammered, as he hauled himself into a seated position, and Ryan slung an arm over his shoulders. "You might have some hypoxia-what I mean is , you're brain's gonna be a bit of a mess- " Ryan explained, scanning Victirs back for any sign of injury before something caught his attention. "Don't move, bloody hell , how did you-" . Ryan's eyes widened with concern as he realigned Victors right shoulder blade and guided in back into place, as Victor grunted with the force, a chill jolting down his spine. "What-what was that-" , he asked , the cold throwing his voice off course . "You must've dislocated your shoulder thrashing and slamming yourself into the roof -and you're too cold to feel it. You will later-" As Liam bust through Victor's bind, freeing his right hip, he deftly moved to the left side, his strength waning as his movements slowed. "it's alright Vic, with that shoulder I'll take care of this and then we'll get you onshore-" . Something hit Liam's thigh and he retrieved a gleaming set of keys from the water, the ignition to the Mustang that was now swallowed in a brine imbued grave. "Man, this was your-shit I'm sorry-", Liam lamented , as his slow but rhythmic hacking continued. "Yeah, not that I'd ever drive her again after-" . Silence fell over Victor in a blanket of emancipation from his lost reality.

USER: AsIs this gritty and realistic ? Maybe it was the lack of heat on his skin, after hours of drowning in the sunlight, night has engulfed his senses. And as he opened his eyes , his pulse was in his throat , chasing the burn of the rope that scathed both his wrists. His spine , bound to the metallic surface of the black Mustang , refused to elevate as constraints held it captive to the enslavement of ropes, asthicker ropes. As his pelvis jolted upward and, it was met with the grind of further entrapment . HisVictor's helpless screams punctured the air,air , sending a reverberation to his sickened core. "Please-". With the roof of the car submerged under water ,under-water and the underpass floodingflooding, his pulse was counting his moments away . As the menace of frigid water encroached the edges of the vehicle, his demise was closing in . While the carsAnd while the car's wheels were solid against the ground, his hours of self imposed frictionfriction, caused by thrashing against his own bindingsbindings, had left him unable to escape .as he lay bound to the car's roof. Binds had been wound over his torso and pelvis, securing his fate atop the once drivable beacon of solace and escape. Victor had been fleeing his captors , until the day had taken a twist toward hell, with his believed Mustang now on the floor of the highway's underpass, and the ocean's water set to flood the area . Entering his peripheral vision , a now buoyant can of soda that had been embedded in the mud hours earlier sent a wave of nausea to the pit of his guts. Victor had resisted the implantation of the Vanderine, and as a consequence, he awaited the flowing seawater's embrace asembrace. It had been a mistake to resist. To misinterpret an ultimatum for an option. Had he been too blind to see with the clarity his eyes did now , as they gazed in terror at the clear , taunting glow of the stars , his heartbeat striking against his shivers of revulsion . His boots,With his boots soaked in freezing saline and his clothing sodden with his autonomy,autonomy; it was ending. TheHis delusion of agency, of dignity, of his earlier freedom as the steering wheel had laid under his hands. It was all spiralling out of reach ,the essence of his humanity was seeping into the night air .as he closed his eyes. "Don't worry Vic, you can swim when the tide rises , right?" , the voice had sneered against his neck. "Before we rope you to the roof of your vehicle, here , take the keys , so you can drive it on out, you pathetic fool." The flash back lingered on the edges of his psyche , as he flinched at the recollection. His eyes refocused on the sky, and he struggled to hold back another futile scream, his ears ringing from the sound of his own pleas. And as his tears bled into the void atmosphere, he convulsed in reactive horror, the sensation of his captor's breath still travelling across his flesh, draining his insides. Twisting his head away from the rising soda can , another scream wrought itself from his chest.chest, albeit his better instincts . "Help me-" , his own voice echoed against the underpass , surrounding him. As he thrashed against his binds , throwing his head back against the roof of the drowning car, the frigid water bit at his flesh as it rushed over the gleaming surface of the Mustang he'd. The same one he had driven to the side of the highway earlier that day. Now with his hands placed on his chest, and clasped around its keys , his teeth clenched with the irony of its keyscontrol being buried in his own grip. "Those bastards -" he muttered, his energy waning,waning , the stars seeming closer yet further away as water lapped over the cars bonnet. That's when his screams finally reached Ryan's ears as he lurched to a halt, pulling Liam back and steering him toward the overpass . "What the hell -" his voice rang out into the night, as his eyes absorbed the scene below him. "Looks like they are getting more creative with their tactics " , he said, his grip on Liam's arm tightening with his disbelief and panic. "They've got the poor guy tied to -a car-in four places." Victor yelleda car-and his...torso is roped the hell down." Liam , surveying the unfolding situation, stripped his shirt, and scraped his hands through the gravelled asphalt. He gathered up a few rocks, handing the smooth yet rough edged tools at hand to Ryan. "Well , times tick in' better get down there Ry'. Ryan was soon yanking his shirt over his head , his reply laced with acknowledgment. "Oh yeah, my drunken ass might keep me warm down there. But that poor bastard has got to be freezing. And it's not the first time we've seen this. He said no the the Van' , and the sick batards are using his body as a calling card . " As Liam's face paled, he mused , "What about this...I know it's a pretty short piece of pipe , and it's only touch-and-go thickness but, it's -" As he held the piping up to his eyes , he confirmed his suspicion. "It's rusty , and hollow, would get the job done if it came to that-. " Ryan was already heading for the bank of the underpass and diving into its shallow , knee deep waters, Liam's voice a trail in a relief infused tone "Help me , please-" .the distance. He reached the riverbank and eased himself in after Ryan , his eye sockets blackened with bruises from his own near death escape. As Ryan surveyed the unfolding situation beneath him, he gathered a few rocks from the gravelled road , and stripped his shirt .he reached the trunk of the car , Liam began assessing the thickness of the ropes , dread creeping over his features. All Victor could do was watch as a shadow hit the water, and in seconds Ryan wasdark figure crossed the coursing, cruel stream of foam , hauling his upper bodyhimself onto the roof of the car , and hiskneeling over Victors partially submerged torso. As he adjusted his gaze to the darkness , a pair of hazel eyesirises locked onto Victor's terrified gaze. "Liamhis horrified grey stare. "Hey, what's your name ? " the voice asked, as a pair of knees knelt by Victirs head . " I'm Ryan , call me Ry'. Liam and I were passing overhead and-well let's cut a long story short . We've escaped similar situations earlier ,and we're gonna get you outta here-"here. " Ryan yelled out to Liam in relief , "overpass is shallow , car ain't gonna sink any lower than this, buys us some time-" . Staring into the genuine pools of concern , Victor offered a dark chuckle "Inat Ryan's gaze . "Name's Victor, and if you're gonna get me out of this mess , it'll be in a body bag right, cozright? Coz I'm gonna drown-" Ryan reached over Victors chest and pried his fingers between the threads ofat the binds around his writs , gauging the proximity of the rope , assessing their proximity to Victor's flesh "Ito his skin. "Dan , I can't get my handsslip a finger underneath-" , he cursed , and began sawingangled the shard of glass at the fibres with a rock, responding to Victor's despair , "good damnbinds. "Good thing me I've done this before . Severed my own binds ,and then his-" "Were you by any chance tied the the roof of the damn thing because of something called Vanderine?" . Victor , swallowing his fear responded "You too huh? I refused it, and -" Ryan gestures toward Liam, whose outline appeared at the trunk of the car as he brandished a hollowed bamboo reed. "Not to alarm ya both but, I can hack through the binds over his pelvis and torso but-this water is rising so he's gonna be breathing through this -", Liam yelled, a rasp in his waterlogged voice . Victor thrashed his head against the watery surface of the car again, as a visible panic surged through him. "Breathing through what? " he asked , as Ryan's free hand held his bound grasp in reassurance. His momentum on the binds was gaining fast as the rope seared against Victors flesh before snapping . Ryan lifted Victor's head into his lap, giving him some height as the water lapped at his throat. "Listen, slow the breathing down for me buddy-what's your name ? I'm Ryan , but call me Ry-". Victors words trembled with the betrayal of his fear as he answered "Victor-just don't leave me here , please-" . Ryan grabbed the reed from Liam's hand and handed it to Victor , "You're gonna have to breath through this , it's a decent length, and we operate damn quick , block off your nose when the time comes alright. You can do this , Victor. " . Groans of agony escaped Victors lips as Liam maintained pressure on the constraints that constricted around Victors chest as he hacked into them with a desperate pace. Slipping the reed into his mouth, Victor leaned into Ryan's hand as his palm cradled his head , giving him a stable makeshift pillow as his neck threatened to collapse. Liam's fingertips bled as his extremities burned against the freezing air, as the water soon scathed Victors ears, threatening to claim his head . He wrapped his tongue around the piping , its thick diameter stretching his lips as he struggled to keep a seal established. As the water stungslid the fragment of sharp glass back and forth , hacking at Victors closing eyes , and rushed over his face, the bamboo tube was an eerie lifeline in Ryan's lap . "Keep breathing Victor, nice and slow, I'm hovering my hand over the reed so I can feel you , you're doing great" , Ryan yelled. As the water cascaded over Liam's thighs, he mouthed "I'm only halfway-", the moonlight bathing his exhausted features. Ryan plunged his hand underwater, grabbing victors free hand . "Keep breathing, we're getting there",wrists as he said before returning his hand to the binds with determination. Obeying Ryan's distant voice, Victor's ribcage burned with the sandpapering scrape of his lungs as he dragged them into coercion. Then as his chest began to spasm under Ryan's hand, he splayed his fingers over Victor's sternum. "Victor,"Yeah, but let's just focus on the breathing, this is gonna hurt likegetting you free huh?" Liam knelt on the trunk of the car , water cascading over his thighs as he assaulted the thick ropes around Victor's torso. "Yeah , we can sure as hell but we're both here alright." Ryan, running a hand over his gaze , coaxed his own panic into the atmosphere , as he willed Liam's efforts in silience . As the traces of fresh blood revolted Victor's gag reflexes, his teeth clenched with force around the bamboo piping, his shaking breaths hitting Ryan's palm . Victor fought not to cough as the cold air disturbed his airway, and tears streamed from his closed eyes. "Keep those breaths nice and steady, We ain't going anywhere , those bastards can try but they don't know who they're messing with -" . As soon as his words hit the air , Liam managed a grin , his pupils shining in the dark as the binds snapped from Victor's torso, and he travelled to his pelvis . Ryan lifted Victor into an almost seated position, his head hitting open air . He gasped , inhaling a lungful of fresh air, as the reed fell from his mouth . Ryan , breaking into a smile , delivered a gentle thump to the back of Victors head , He's up and kickin'-almost" . Victor grinned through bloodied teeth in response , as his head collapsed sideways into Ryan's chest. "Thanks, I-I thought I'd choke-I-" Ryan was quick to deflect the oncoming gratitude "Calm down , Liam did all the work and he ain't done-". Liam only took a second of respite , shaking his hands before harbouring a strange look in his eyes. "Ry' , I'm almost through his right hip , but oh God I think I'm gonna pass out". As he spoke, the hollows under Liam's eyes shone with bruises from his earlier brush with concrete, and he anchored the heel of his palm against his forehead. "Hey, gimme a rock-I can -help cut that -" Victor stammered, as he hauled himself into a seated position, and Ryan slung an arm over his shoulders. "You might have some hypoxia-what I mean is , you're brain's gonna be a bit of a mess- " Ryan explained, scanning Victirs back for any sign of injury before something caught his attention. "Don't move, bloody hell , how did you-" . Ryan's eyes widened with concern as he realigned Victors right shoulder blade and guided in back into place, as Victor grunted with the force, a chill jolting down his spine. "What-what was that-" , he asked , the cold throwing his voice off course . "You must've dislocated your shoulder thrashing and slamming yourself into the roof -and you're too cold to feel it. You will later-" As Liam bust through Victor's bind, freeing his right hip, he deftly moved to the left side, his strength waning as his movements slowed. "it's alright Vic, with that shoulder I'll take care of this and then we'll get you onshore-" . Something hit Liam's thigh and he retrieved a gleaming set of keys from the water, the ignition to the Mustang that was now swallowed in a brine imbued grave. "Man, this was your-shit I'm sorry-", Liam lamented , as his slow but rhythmic hacking continued. "Yeah, not that I'd ever drive her again after-" . Silence fell over Victor in a blanket of emancipation from his lost reality.try-"