WHO: Henry Claus, Lucifer, Iestyn Ceredig, possibly hermes we will see WHEN: Sunday WHERE: Lucifer's basement WHAT: A phone call WARNINGS: Torture
Henry had been left to hang from the ceiling for an entire night and most of the next day. He had been given no water, nor had his sight been returned to him. His arms were stretched above him so painfully that his shoulders felt like they were swollen to twice their natural size and every single inch of him hurt. Henry had been through a lot of things in his life, but never pain just for the point of pain. He had never suffered an extreme injury or needed anything stronger than Advil to get by. Now he felt like he would never know what it felt like to be without pain ever again.
When Henry heard the basement door open again, and the sound of people around him, he licked his lips, trying to summon moisture enough to croak out more begging. "Please," he whispered. "Let me down."
"Not just yet," came the voice of Lucifer, and Henry whimpered. "He's soiled himself," Lucifer said to his minions. "Remove his clothes."
"No!" Henry protested, but he could feel hands everywhere, undressing him and leaving him shaking and bare. He heard the sound of running water, and then a hose was turned on him and he was washed down but the water never went anywhere near his mouth, much to his dismay. He couldn't see the intense bruising that marred every inch of his skin, but he could feel it. His legs were lifted and shorts were pulled up onto him, but nothing else. At least his modesty was preserved? It was more than Iestyn had gotten.
"Alright," Lucifer drawled. "Time to bring in our special guest."
Henry didn't know what that meant. At all. He was in too much pain to pay much attention. "Water," he breathed. He felt something cold touch his finger for just a moment, but since he couldn't see, he didn't realise it was Lucifer, using his finger print to unlock his cell phone. He didn't hear the phone dial out to Iestyn, requesting a video call from Henry. All he could think about was how much he hurt and how thirsty he was. "Please, water."
Lucifer wasn't listening to Henry at all, he was busy aiming the phone camera at Henry so Iestyn could see his ex, hanging from the ceiling and bruised head to toe, begging for water. "You hang up, I'm killing him," Lucifer warned Iestyn.