Aron forced himself on his feet. Started for the door, fighting the mysterious feelings and forces inside him. He had to get out - get out now
James looked at the remote control in his hand. A few clicks and Aron would be completely in his power. But, at the other hand, this could be fun. He left the control at the table, and with a few quick steps he caught up with the boy and grabbed him. Forced his arms behind his back, and handcuffed him. "What the.." started Aron, but James hand covered his mouth an just muffled sounds were heard.
James forced the boy into the next room. Aron's eyes opened wide. It was a torture chamber. Padded walls, obviously sound proofed, and - more scary - lots of equipment and tools resembling things he had only seen in terror movies.