[CW: GORE, SPOILERS] For lovethelighting
It was cold. Despite being indoors it was as if there was no insulation in the building at all, or at least that's how Prompto's captor wanted him to feel. Each breath that escaped the blonde would be visible and his body probably ached from the cold--and perhaps the way he was bound. Tight metal restraints held him up at his wrists, upper arms and around the center of his chest, keeping him tight against the cross-like device. Several small medical tables surrounded the device, tools of all kinds scattered on them. One of the tables looked as though it had been used rather recently because several of the items on it had been tossed haphazardly onto it and there was something--
Blood. There was definitely blood staining all of them. Prompto would probably be able to smell it if he focused enough, the scent strong as though it was still fresh.
Funny thing about extreme cold. It can make it difficult for one to notice things. Especially injuries. But the slightest movement would let the blonde know just how wrong things were, his head probably swimming if he tried to look around and his abdomen aching.
Could have something to do with the the wires coming out of his abdomen or even the ones coming out from behind his left ear. Fresh blood would seep from all three holes, the two in his abdomen still opened wide by the surgical spreaders still firmly in place. Whatever could the wires be attached to?
He wouldn't have too much time to think on it, though, as the soft tap of boots against metal would break the otherwise stifling silence.
"Ah, awake are we?" Ardyn mused as he came into view, hat abandoned elsewhere as he kept his arms tucked behind his back, a lazy grin playing on his lips. "You had me worried. I thought for sure we may have lost you for a time there but, as one could expect, parasites always find a way to prevail."