Captured - Ch. 1

There was barely any light coming through the cracks in the walls. There wasn't even much light coming through the metal bars of the small window in the tall, rusted metal door. It was a dark room and some might even describe it as spooky. Either way, it wasn't an empty room.
“Oh, my head,” mumbled Ashley, the man that was in the far corner by himself with his hands cuffed behind his back. He wore no shirt and shivered lightly to the bitter breeze that struck him without warning, breathing out through his mouth causing him to create a small cloud of grey that quickly disappeared a second later. He struggled and grunted for a moment before halting his movement, trying not to appear too alarmed by the situation.
“Ashley?” Another voice echoed quietly through the room which caused Ash to glance in the direction it came from. The voice was familiar but with such a fuzzy mind and impaired vision, he couldn't tell who it was. He blinked and squinted and finally found himself able to tell that it was Jinxx. Ashley's immediate thoughts hit that the guy looked exhausted for he couldn't even keep his eyes open, but maybe that was because of the dust that seemed to drift sneakily through the air in the cold room.
“Jinxx, where are we? I feel like I've been hit in the head too many times and not in the hangover kind of way.”
“I really don't know. The last thing I can remember is receiving free drinks back at the bus,” Jinxx sighed, trying to move his hands. “Why am I handcuffed?”
“I questioned the same thing about myself when I figured out I was handcuffed. Look at your ankles. You're probably chained to the wall like me too,” Ashley shook his head, resting his head back against the wall. “Do you think this is some kind of sick prank that one of the other guys has decided to pull to mess with our heads?”
Jinxx didn't say anything. All he did was shake his head then continue to try and get his hands loose. Even with so much effort, he couldn't get loose. He sighed irritably and glanced down at himself. There was material covering over his torso and it struck him that this material once made the grey shirt he remembered putting on before receiving those free drinks. He grunted and looked around.
“Ashley? Is that Jake?” He questioned with the nod of his head, hoping to guide Ashley's gaze to the left. “He's still unconscious?”
“It looks that way but I'm not sure. I can barely see in this light. Ugh, and why the fuck is it so cold?!” Ashley growled the last of his words, rattling the cuffs behind him, creating a clanging sound. His attempts of trying to wiggle his hands free proved to no avail and he swiftly gave up. “Where's Andy? He's scrawny. He'd probably be able to slip out of any cuffs and shit. Is he here or is he the one that put us here?”
“I don't see him,” replied a tired voice, but it did not belong to Jinxx nor did it belong to Jake. Jinxx immediately gazed over towards where Jake was, then looked at Ashley with a raised brow. All Ashley did was shrug and glance over to where he could just about spot Jake's closed eyes.
“CC? Are you behind Jake?” He questioned.
“No, I'm under him,” CC grumbled, squirming briefly under the limp body of his band mate before groaning in a frustrated manner. “He won't move and I think he might be dead but I think I can feel him breathing and oh my god, he stinks so bad right now. It's like he hasn't showered in days and I can't really tell but I think he might be naked which isn't a good thing since he's on top of me.”
“When is that ever a good thing?” Jinxx snorted, shifting onto his knees with a struggle. Ashley couldn't help but let out a brief huff of laughter at that comment.
“You like him naked, huh?”
“You guys know I didn't mean it like that! God damn it!” CC squirmed more, the coldness of the concrete floor attaching his bare chest. “This is not the time for fucking ar-”
CC's voice was interrupted by the jab of a shoulder to the back of his head, making his left cheek crash into the floor, scraping there a little. Jake was waking up in a rather startled fashion and eventually rolled off of CC.
“Well, he's alive,” Jinxx commented with the shake of his head. CC grumbled, rolling onto his side to stare over to the disgruntled Jake.
“And he's not naked.”
“You're just in your boxers, man. How are you not shivering your ass off right now?” Ashley uttered with a bitter tone, still feeling the cold air attack him harshly.
Before CC could even think of replying, there was a rattling sound coming from the door. All of them there in that room fell silent and shifted their gazes to that door, awaiting for it to be opened. For that short moment, all could be heard was the shaky breathing of all four men as the bitter cold continued to attack them, making them breathe small clouds.
Eventually, that door opened and in entered a person wearing all black with their face covered by a demonic mask. All that could be seen was the piercing blue eyes of the person and an instant thought that entered all of their minds was that this was Andy, but that thought swiftly left. This person's body structure was much too feminine, along with the stance and the height was way off. This person was definitely brought to light as a female when a young voice echoed.
“Welcome to your new home, boys.”