Ten kept struggling, though the fight was slowly dying. He couldn't breath properly or see anything, he could hear what anyone was doing. It was hard to predict movement. He tried to kick his legs still but they were gripped and locked together, he was sure it was tape but he couldn't hear the familiar sound of it. He was losing energy to fight, he kicked and wriggled more intermittently now, letting out breathy sounds of panic and fear. That guy, his eyes were so cold. Was he really going to murder him? He looked like he could.
"Give it a few more, he'll go docile. Always happens." Namjoon crouched nearby, holding his legs still so he could tape around his knees. "It's fascinating what happens to humans in the dark. I'll tell you guys the science behind it later."
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"Give it a few more, he'll go docile. Always happens." Namjoon crouched nearby, holding his legs still so he could tape around his knees. "It's fascinating what happens to humans in the dark. I'll tell you guys the science behind it later."
Whether or not they gave a shit.