Revenge is a dish best served…unexpectedly.
The darkness was suffocating, weighing down on him like a blanket. He couldn’t see his hand in front of his face, couldn’t move his limbs. Joe was trapped, and he had no idea how he had gotten there. He couldn’t remember anything before waking up in the room, his hands bound and his head pounding. He screamed until his throat was raw, but there was no answer, no sound except the beat of his own heart. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years. Every day was a battle to survive, to keep himself from sinking into madness. He had no idea how long he had been trapped, but he refused to give up. He would escape, he would find out who had put him here, and he would make them pay.
Chapter 1: Imprisoned
It was the same routine every day. Joe woke up, ate the meager scraps of food left for him, and spent hours doing push-ups and sit-ups, anything to stay in shape. He tried not to think about how long he had been trapped, how much of his life had been stolen from him. He tried not to think about his family, his friends, the life he had once had. Those memories were too painful, and dwelling on them wouldn’t change anything.
Joe had no idea where he was, but he knew the room well. It was small, barely big enough for him to lie down in, and there were no windows. The walls were concrete, the floor was dirt, and there was a small bucket in the corner for his waste. The door was heavy and made of steel, with a small slot that sometimes opened to allow food and water to be slid in.
Joe had tried to escape countless times, but it was no use. The door was always locked, and the walls were too thick to break through. He had tried shouting for help, but no one ever answered. Whoever had put him here was good, too good. Joe had never been the paranoid type, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being watched, that his every move was being monitored.
Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Joe grew stronger, both physically and mentally. He learned to meditate, to quiet his mind and focus on the present. He practiced his breathing, trying to make his meager ration of air last longer. He sharpened his senses, listening for anything out of the ordinary. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shake the feeling of hopelessness.
It wasn’t until one day, when he woke up to find a small piece of paper underneath the door, that Joe began to feel a glimmer of hope. The paper was blank, except for a single message scrawled in block letters: “FIVE DAYS.” Joe had no idea what it meant, but the fact that someone had been in the room, that someone had left him a message, gave him renewed strength.
For the next few days, Joe sat awake, waiting for something to happen. He didn’t sleep, didn’t eat, didn’t move except to pace back and forth. On the fifth day, he woke up to find another piece of paper. This one was different. It was a photograph, a blurry image of a man with his back to the camera. On the back of the photo was a single sentence: “EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW IS IN THE PHOTO.”
Joe studied the photo for hours, trying to make sense of it. But the longer he looked at it, the more it seemed to be nothing but a jumbled mess of pixels. He couldn’t see anything that would help him escape, nothing that would tell him who had put him here. But he refused to give up. He knew there was a way out, he just had to find it.
Chapter 2: A Ray of Hope
The five-day countdown had begun. Joe sat cross-legged on the floor of his small prison room, staring at the crumpled note in his hands. It was the first real clue he’d had in fifteen years, and he felt a flicker of hope in his chest.
The note was short and to the point: “You have five days to figure out why you were imprisoned. Find the truth and you’ll find your captors.”
Joe didn’t know who had sent the note or how they knew about his situation, but he wasn’t going to waste this chance. He stood up, feeling the stiffness in his muscles from years of confinement, and began to pace the room.
As he walked, he tried to piece together any memories he had of his past. But they were all hazy, like fragments of a dream. He remembered being a successful businessman, a loving husband and father, but the details were blurry.
With nothing else to go on, Joe decided to start with the basics. He began searching the walls and floor of his room, looking for any hidden clues or escape routes. But after hours of searching, he found nothing.
Frustrated, Joe sat back down on the floor and stared at the note again. He began to wonder if it was some kind of sick joke, designed to give him false hope. But then he noticed something new. There was a faint smell on the paper – a familiar smell.
Joe closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to place the scent. It was the same smell that had lingered in his nostrils during his imprisonment – a chemical odor that made him dizzy and disoriented.
It was then that Joe had a realization. He hadn’t been imprisoned by some random kidnappers. He had been targeted by someone who knew exactly what they were doing. Someone who had the resources to drug and torture him for fifteen years without being caught.
Joe’s mind raced as he considered the possibilities. Was it a business rival seeking revenge? A jealous ex-lover? He had no way of knowing, but he was determined to find out.
As the days ticked by, Joe became more and more desperate. He knew he didn’t have much time left, and he was running out of ideas. But then, one night, he heard a noise outside his room.
At first, Joe thought he was imagining things, but then he heard it again. A faint scratching sound, coming from the wall. He leaned in closer, pressing his ear against the rough concrete.
It was then that he heard a faint voice. “Hey, can you hear me in there?”
Joe’s heart leapt in his chest. It was the first human voice he’d heard in fifteen years.
“Who are you?” he whispered back, trying to keep his voice low.
“I’m Mia,” the voice replied. “I’m in the room next door. I heard you pacing earlier. Are you okay?”
Joe’s mind raced. He didn’t know if he could trust this person, but he didn’t have any other options.
“I’m fine,” he whispered back. “Do you know anything about why we’re here?”
Mia hesitated for a moment before responding. “I don’t know much,” she said. “But I’ve been here for a few months, and I’ve picked up a few things. I think we’re part of some kind of experiment.”
Joe felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that whatever was going on here, it wasn’t good.
“Can you help me get out of here?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Mia hesitated again. “I don’t know how,” she said. “But I can try to help you figure out what’s going on.”
Joe knew it wasn’t enough, but it was better than nothing. He and Mia talked late into the night, trading stories and theories about their imprisonment. Joe felt a connection to her that he hadn’t felt in years – a sense that they were in this together.
As the sun began to rise on the fourth day of his countdown, Joe knew that he was running out of time. But for the first time in years, he felt a glimmer of hope. He had a partner now, and together, they might just be able to unravel the mystery of their captivity.
Chapter 3: The Search for Answers
Joe’s search for answers led him to a rundown bar in the seedy part of town. He had a feeling that the man he was looking for would be there. The place was dimly lit, reeked of stale beer, and was filled with the usual suspects: drunkards, gamblers, and the occasional shady figure lurking in the shadows.
Joe’s eyes scanned the room, looking for any sign of the man he hoped to find. He walked through the crowd, sizing up each face, hoping to spot a familiar one. And then, just as he was about to give up, he saw him.
The man was sitting alone at a booth in the corner of the bar, nursing a drink. He was wearing a black suit and tie, and his hair was slicked back. His eyes were dark and empty, and his face was drawn and gaunt.
Joe approached him cautiously, trying not to attract too much attention. The man looked up, and his eyes met Joe’s. For a moment, they stared at each other in silence. Then, without a word, the man motioned for Joe to sit down.
“You’re looking for answers,” the man said, his voice low and raspy.
Joe nodded, trying to keep his emotions in check. He didn’t know who this man was or what his involvement was in his imprisonment, but he knew that he needed to get answers.
“I can help you,” the man continued. “But it won’t be easy. You’ll have to do something for me first.”
Joe leaned in, intrigued. “What do you want me to do?”
The man took a sip of his drink, studying Joe carefully. “There’s a man I need you to find. He’s been avoiding me for some time now, and I need him found. I’ll give you all the information I have on him, but you’ll need to do the legwork.”
Joe thought about it for a moment. It wasn’t exactly the answer he was looking for, but it was a start. “What’s his name?”
The man leaned in closer. “His name is Simon. Simon Greene. He’s a small-time con artist who owes me a lot of money. Now, I know he’s in town, but I haven’t been able to track him down. If you can find him for me, I’ll give you the information you need.”
Joe nodded. It wasn’t exactly the answer he was looking for, but it was a lead. “Okay,” he said. “I’ll find him.”
The man smiled, exposing a row of crooked teeth. “Good. I’ll give you the information you need. But remember, I’ll be watching you. If you try to double-cross me, I’ll make sure you regret it.”
With that, the man slid a piece of paper across the table. It had an address and a phone number scribbled on it. “That’s all I have,” he said. “Now go find Simon.”
Joe took the paper and stood up. “Thanks,” he said. “I’ll be in touch.”
As he turned to leave, the man reached out and grabbed his arm. “Be careful,” he said. “This city can be a dangerous place. And remember, I’m always watching.”
Joe nodded, feeling a shiver run down his spine. He knew that the man was right. This city was a dangerous place, and he was in way over his head. But he had to keep going. He had to find Simon and get the answers he needed.
As he left the bar, Joe felt a sense of unease settle over him. He knew that he was being watched, and he knew that danger was lurking around every corner. But he also knew that he couldn’t give up. Not now. Not when he was so close to finding the truth.
Chapter 4: A New Ally
Joe had been working alone for so long that the idea of having help was foreign to him. But Mia had proven herself to be a valuable asset in his search for answers, and he was beginning to trust her.
They sat in a dark alley, huddled under the awning of a closed shop, trying to stay out of the rain. Mia had brought a thermos of hot tea, which they sipped in silence.
Finally, Joe spoke. “I need to know more about you. Why are you helping me?”
Mia hesitated for a moment before answering. “I have my reasons. Let’s just say I have a score to settle with these people too.”
Joe nodded, not pressing any further. He knew better than to ask too many questions about someone’s past. He had his own demons to battle, and he didn’t want to reveal too much about himself either.
They spent the rest of the night huddled in the alley, discussing their next move. Mia had a lead on someone who may know something about Joe’s captivity, but it was risky. They would have to break into a high-security building and hack into a computer system.
Joe wasn’t sure if he was ready for something like that, but Mia seemed confident. “I’ve done this before,” she assured him. “I know what I’m doing.”
They spent the next few days planning their mission. Joe acquired some new tools and weapons, and Mia worked on hacking into the system.
Finally, they were ready. They snuck into the building, taking out the guards silently. Joe was impressed with Mia’s agility and precision. She moved like a shadow, leaving no trace of her presence.
They reached the computer room and Mia got to work. Joe kept watch, his hand on his gun, ready for any sign of danger. He was on edge, his heart pounding in his chest.
Suddenly, Mia whispered, “I’ve got something.”
“What is it?” Joe asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
“I found a file. It’s encrypted, but I think I can crack it.”
They waited anxiously as Mia worked. It felt like hours, but in reality, it was only a few minutes. Finally, Mia let out a triumphant “Got it!”
They quickly downloaded the file and erased any trace of their presence. As they were leaving, Joe heard a noise behind them. He spun around, his gun at the ready, but it was just a janitor.
They made it out of the building undetected and retreated to their safe house. Mia got to work on decrypting the file, while Joe watched her, his mind racing with thoughts of what could be inside.
Finally, the file opened, revealing a series of photos and documents. Joe’s heart sank as he saw images of himself, drugged and unconscious, being transported to a secret location.
He quickly scanned the documents, realizing that his captors were part of a secret organization with ties to the government. They were experimenting on him, using him as a test subject for a new drug.
Mia put a hand on his shoulder, “I’m sorry Joe. You didn’t deserve this.”
Joe felt a surge of anger and determination. He couldn’t let these people get away with what they had done to him. He had to take them down.
He turned to Mia, “We’re not done yet. We have to keep going, find out who’s behind all of this.”
Mia nodded in agreement, “I’m with you, Joe. Until the end.”
They shared a determined look, their eyes blazing with a fierce determination. They were in this together, and they weren’t going to stop until they had justice.
Chapter 5: The First Clue
Joe and Mia carefully opened the envelope, wondering what lay inside. They found a map and a note that read, “Follow the path to find the truth.” Joe recognized the handwriting from his mysterious captors and felt a sense of familiarity wash over him. He had seen the handwriting before, but he couldn’t quite place it.
Mia unfolded the map and examined it. It was a detailed drawing of a winding path through the woods. She traced her finger along the trail, looking for any clues. Joe watched her, feeling a sense of elation that they had finally found a lead.
“Let’s go,” he said, grabbing the map from her hand.
They packed their bags and set out on foot, following the path as best they could. The trail was steep and treacherous, but they pressed on, determined to uncover the truth.
As they walked, they talked about their pasts. Joe told Mia about his life before he was captured, and she shared her own troubled history. They discussed how they had both ended up here, following a mysterious map in search of answers.
After hours of hiking, they finally reached a clearing. The sun was starting to set, casting an orange glow across the sky. Mia gasped as she saw what lay before them.
In the center of the clearing was a small cabin. It was old and weathered, but it looked like it had been recently inhabited. Smoke rose from the chimney, and the door was slightly ajar.
Joe and Mia approached the cabin with caution, their hearts pounding with excitement and fear. They pushed open the door and stepped inside.
The cabin was small and cluttered, with old furniture and dusty knick-knacks scattered about. There was a small fire burning in the hearth, and a pot of soup simmering on the stove. But the most striking thing about the cabin was the wall of photographs.
There were dozens of them, all hanging in a neat row. They showed Joe at various stages of his life, from childhood to adulthood. Some were happy family photos, while others showed him at work or with friends. But there was one photo that stood out from the rest.
It was a picture of Joe and a man he didn’t recognize. They were both wearing suits and ties, and they looked like they were at a party. Joe was smiling broadly, his arm around the man’s shoulders.
Mia pointed to the man in the photo. “That’s him,” she said.
Joe felt a wave of recognition wash over him. The man in the photo was familiar, but he couldn’t quite place him.
Suddenly, they heard a noise from outside. It sounded like a car engine. They peeked out the window and saw a black SUV pulling up to the cabin.
Joe and Mia quickly gathered their things and prepared to make a run for it. But as they opened the door, they were greeted by a surprise.
Standing on the doorstep was the man from the photograph.
“Joe,” he said, smiling warmly. “It’s good to see you again.”
Chapter 6: The Plot Thickens
Joe and Mia sat in silence, staring at the map in front of them. It was clear that this was more than just a simple puzzle – it was a map to Joe’s past.
As they studied the map, they began to notice strange symbols and markings. Mia pointed to a series of triangles that seemed to be pointing to a specific location. “What do you think that means?” she asked.
Joe studied the triangles for a moment before nodding. “I think it’s pointing to a specific building. But why?”
Mia shrugged. “Maybe that’s where they kept you?”
Joe shook his head. “It’s possible, but I don’t think so. It seems too obvious.”
They continued to study the map, searching for any clues that might lead them to answers. After several hours, they decided to take a break and grab some food.
As they sat in a diner, Joe couldn’t help but feel like they were being watched. He scanned the room, trying to find anyone who might be suspicious. But all he saw were a few regular customers enjoying their meals.
When they returned to the map, Joe noticed something strange. A small piece of paper had been placed in the center of the map. It was an invitation to a private event at a local art gallery.
Mia looked at Joe skeptically. “Do you think it’s a trap?”
Joe shrugged. “Maybe. But it might also be a chance to finally get some answers.”
They decided to go to the event, but Joe made sure to bring along some weapons just in case. As they entered the gallery, they were greeted by a man in a suit.
“Welcome,” he said. “I’m glad you could make it.”
Joe and Mia exchanged a look before following the man to a private room. Inside, they found a group of people sitting around a table, including a man who looked strangely familiar.
“Joe,” the man said, standing up. “It’s been a long time.”
Joe recognized him immediately. It was one of his former business partners, someone he had trusted and respected.
“What is this?” Joe asked, his voice shaking. “Why did you do this to me?”
The man smiled. “It wasn’t personal, Joe. It was just business.”
Joe felt rage building up inside him. “You ruined my life!”
The man shrugged. “I’m sorry it had to be you. But you were the perfect candidate for our little experiment.”
Experiment. The word sent shivers down Joe’s spine. “What kind of experiment?”
The man leaned in. “We wanted to see how someone would react to being completely stripped of their identity. It was fascinating to watch you adapt to your new life.”
Joe felt sick. “How could you do this to me?”
The man shrugged again. “It’s done now. There’s no point in dwelling on the past.”
Joe lunged at the man, but Mia held him back. “We need to go,” she said.
As they left the gallery, Joe could feel his world collapsing around him. Everything he had believed in, everything he had worked for, had been taken away. He knew that he could never truly move on from this.
But he also knew that he had Mia by his side. Together, they would find a way to make things right. They would uncover the truth and hold those responsible accountable for their actions.
And they would do it on their own terms, no matter the cost.
Chapter 7: The Big Reveal
Joe stood outside the door of the man responsible for his 15-year imprisonment. He had finally uncovered the truth, but he was unsure about what he would do with it. Would he seek revenge and take matters into his own hands, or would he let the law do its job?
Mia stood beside him, her eyes reflecting the same mixture of anger and fear as Joe’s. She had been with him every step of the way, and she knew him well enough to see the rage burning within him.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” Joe said, his voice shaking.
Mia took his hand. “You don’t have to do this alone. We’ll do it together.”
Together, they pushed open the door of the office and walked in. The man, Mr. Park, sat at his desk, his face devoid of any emotion.
“You have some explaining to do,” Joe said, his voice flat.
Mr. Park smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you, Mr. Doucet.”
Joe’s heart raced as he heard his name spoken by his captor. He had always wondered if his name meant anything to his captors, or if he was just a number to them.
“I’m listening,” Joe said, trying to keep his emotions in check.
Mr. Park leaned back in his chair, his eyes meeting Joe’s. “What do you want to know?”
“Why was I imprisoned for 15 years? Who put me there?”
Mr. Park shrugged. “I don’t know who put you there. I was just following orders.”
Mr. Park hesitated for a moment before answering. “It was a group of people. Powerful people. They wanted you out of the way.”
“Why? What did I do?”
“You didn’t do anything. It wasn’t personal. It was just business.”
Joe clenched his fists, his anger boiling over. “You expect me to believe that?”
“It doesn’t matter if you believe it or not. It’s the truth.”
Joe took a step forward, his eyes blazing. “You kept me locked up like an animal for 15 years. You drugged me, experimented on me, tortured me. And now you expect me to just walk away?”
Mia stepped forward, placing a hand on Joe’s shoulder. “Joe, don’t do it. We need to get out of here.”
Joe shook her off, his eyes never leaving Mr. Park’s. “You don’t understand, Mia. They took everything from me. My life, my family, my future. They deserve to pay.”
Mr. Park stood up, his hands raised in a gesture of surrender. “I understand your anger, Mr. Doucet. But violence is not the answer.”
Joe took another step forward, his hand curling into a fist. “No, you’re right. Violence isn’t the answer. Justice is.”
With that, Joe lunged forward, his fist connecting with Mr. Park’s jaw. Mia gasped as Mr. Park fell to the ground, his eyes closing.
“Joe, we need to go,” Mia said, grabbing his arm.
Joe hesitated for a moment, his eyes fixed on the unconscious man. Then he turned and followed Mia out of the room.
As they walked down the hallway, Joe’s mind raced. He had finally uncovered the truth, but now he was faced with a new question. What would he do with it? Would he seek revenge, or would he let the law take its course?
Mia squeezed his hand, pulling him back to the present. “We’ll figure it out,” she said, a note of determination in her voice.
Joe looked at her, gratitude and love filling his heart. He knew he couldn’t do this alone. But with Mia by his side, he could face anything.
Together, they walked out into the bright sunlight, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
Chapter 8: The Final Showdown
Joe and Mia stood in front of the abandoned building that held the key to their past. They had finally uncovered the truth, but their journey was far from over. The air was thick with tension as they stepped inside and made their way towards the basement, where their enemies awaited.
As they descended the stairs, the sound of footsteps echoed through the empty halls. Joe’s heart raced as he gripped his weapon, ready for whatever lay ahead. Mia was close behind, her eyes scanning the dark corners for any sign of danger.
As they reached the bottom of the stairs, they were met with a room lit only by the flicker of candles. In the center was a table, and sitting at it was the man responsible for their imprisonment – Mr. Park.
“Welcome, Joe. And Mia,” he said, gesturing for them to take a seat.
Joe’s grip on his weapon tightened as he approached the table. “Cut the crap, Park. We know everything. You’re going to pay for what you did to us.”
Mr. Park simply smiled. “Oh, Joe. Revenge is such a petty thing. You know that better than anyone.”
Joe’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”
“You were always so desperate for revenge, but did it really solve anything?” Mr. Park leaned back in his chair, his eyes glinting in the candlelight. “You killed the man who you thought was responsible for your imprisonment, but did it bring you any peace? Did it make you feel any better?”
Joe’s mind raced as he thought back to the night he killed his captor. It had felt like a release, a chance to finally let go of the rage that had built up inside him for so long. But Mr. Park was right – it hadn’t solved anything. It had only brought him closer to the truth.
Mia spoke up, her voice strong. “Enough with the mind games, Park. We want answers.”
Mr. Park’s smile faltered for a moment before he composed himself. “Very well. Ask me anything.”
Joe stepped forward, his gaze locking onto Mr. Park’s. “Why? Why did you do this to us?”
Mr. Park sighed. “It was never personal, Joe. You were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Your imprisonment was a means to an end.”
“What end?” Mia asked.
Mr. Park hesitated for a moment before speaking. “There are forces at play that you couldn’t possibly understand. But let’s just say that your imprisonment was necessary for the greater good.”
Joe’s anger boiled over. “The greater good? You tortured us for fifteen years! How can you justify that?”
Mr. Park stood up, a cold smile on his face. “Justify? I don’t need to justify anything. You can either accept that what happened was for a purpose, or you can continue to live in your petty little world of revenge and anger.”
Joe lunged forward, his weapon at the ready. Mia followed suit, her fists clenched tight. The room exploded into chaos as the three of them battled it out, each one trying to gain the upper hand.
Joe felt a sharp pain in his side as Mr. Park’s knife found its mark. He stumbled back, his vision starting to fade. Mia’s voice called out to him, but it sounded distant, like it was coming from another world.
He fought the darkness, pushing himself forward. His weapon swung wildly, hitting flesh and bone. He heard Mr. Park scream in pain, and then everything went quiet.
Joe collapsed onto the ground, his body drained of energy. He could feel the warmth of blood seeping from his side. He knew he was dying, but he didn’t care. He had finally found the truth.
Mia knelt beside him, tears streaming down her face. “Joe, no. Don’t leave me.”
Joe reached out and took her hand, his grip weak. “I’m sorry, Mia. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
“It’s not your fault,” she said, her voice shaking. “We’ll get you help. You’ll be okay.”
But Joe knew it was too late. He could feel the darkness closing in. He looked up at her, his vision blurry.
“Thank you, Mia. For everything.”
And then everything went black.
Chapter 9: The Aftermath
Joe sat on the edge of his bed, staring blankly at the wall. The events of the past few weeks had left him drained, physically and emotionally. He had finally found the people responsible for his imprisonment and had exacted his revenge. But at what cost? He had lost so much in the process.
Mia sat beside him, her hand on his shoulder. She could see the pain in his eyes, but she didn’t know what to say. How could she comfort him when she was struggling to deal with her own emotions? She had been with him every step of the way, but it still felt like they were no closer to closure.
For a while, there was silence between them. The only sound was the hum of the air conditioning and the occasional car driving by outside. Joe took a deep breath and looked at Mia.
“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I never wanted you to get caught up in all of this.”
Mia shook her head. “Don’t be ridiculous. I chose to help you. I wanted to be a part of this.”
Joe looked at her, his eyes softening. “Thank you,” he said. “I don’t know if I could have done this without you.”
Mia smiled at him. “Yes, you could have,” she said. “But I’m glad I could be here for you.”
They sat in silence for a while longer before Joe spoke again. “Do you think we made a mistake?” he asked.
Mia frowned. “What do you mean?”
Joe ran a hand through his hair. “Was it worth it? All of it? The revenge, the violence… everything.”
Mia sighed. She had been thinking the same thing. “I don’t know,” she said honestly. “I mean, we got the answers we were looking for. But at what cost? How many people did we hurt along the way? How much damage did we cause?”
Joe nodded. “Exactly. And what about the future? What do we do now?”
Mia shook her head. “I don’t know. Maybe we just try to move on with our lives. Start over. Forget about all of this.”
Joe looked at her, a sad smile on his face. “I wish it were that easy,” he said. “But I don’t think we can ever forget what happened. It’s a part of us now.”
Mia nodded. “I know. But we can try to make the best of it. We can try to live our lives the way we want to. We don’t have to be defined by what happened to us.”
Joe looked at her, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. “You’re right,” he said. “We can’t change the past, but we can decide what to do with our future.”
Mia smiled at him. “Exactly.”
They sat in silence for a while longer before Joe spoke again. “Thank you,” he said. “For everything.”
Mia smiled at him. “Thank you,” she said. “For letting me be a part of this.”
They sat together for a while longer, lost in their own thoughts. Outside, the sun began to set, casting an orange glow over the city. It was a new day, a new beginning. And for the first time in a long time, Joe and Mia had some hope for the future.
Some scenes from the movie Oldboy written by A.I.
Logline: A desperate businessman seeks revenge on his captors after being imprisoned, drugged, and tortured for 15 years with no clue how he got there.
Joe – A successful businessman who awakens one day in a mysterious room after being kidnapped.
Mia – A young woman with a troubled past who offers to help Joe uncover the truth.
Vikram – An enigmatic man who may hold the key to Joe’s imprisonment.
INT. MYSTERIOUS ROOM – DAY
Joe awakens to find himself in a dimly lit room with no windows and only a door. He tries to stand up, but his body feels weak and sore. He looks around the room, confused and disoriented.
Where am I? What’s going on?
Suddenly, the door opens, and a masked figure enters the room. Joe tries to run, but his body won’t cooperate. The masked figure grabs him and injects him with a syringe, causing Joe to fall unconscious.
INT. MYSTERIOUS ROOM – NIGHT
Joe awakens to find himself lying on a bed. He tries to move, but his body is still sore and weak.
What the hell is going on? Why am I here?
Suddenly, a TV turns on, and a news report plays on the screen.
Tonight’s top story: successful businessman Joe Smith has gone missing. Police are asking anyone with information to come forward.
Joe looks at the TV, shocked to see his own face on the screen.
What the… How did I end up here?
Suddenly, the door opens, and the masked figure enters the room with a tray of food.
Eat. You’ll need your strength.
Who are you? Why am I here?
You’ll find out soon enough.
The masked figure exits the room, leaving Joe alone once again.
– Joe: A desperate businessman seeking revenge on his captors for 15 years of imprisonment.
– Mia: A young woman with a troubled past who offers to help Joe in his quest for revenge.
– Mr. Park: A mysterious figure who may hold the key to Joe’s imprisonment.
Setting: A dimly lit apartment in the heart of the city.
Joe: “Who are you? How do you know about my imprisonment?”
Mr. Park: “My employer wishes to remain anonymous, but he has information that may interest you.”
Mia: “What kind of information?”
Mr. Park: “He knows why you were imprisoned and who was responsible.”
Plotline: Joe receives a note that reveals he has five days to figure out why he was imprisoned. With the clock ticking, he sets out to solve the puzzle and find his captors. Along the way, he meets Mia, a young woman with a troubled past, who offers to help him. They discover a man named Mr. Park, who may hold the key to Joe’s imprisonment. But as they dig deeper, they uncover a conspiracy that goes far beyond what they ever imagined.
Scene – Chapter 2:
INT. APARTMENT – NIGHT
Joe sits across from Mr. Park at a small table. Mia stands in the corner, watching nervously.
Who are you? How do you know about my imprisonment?
My employer wishes to remain anonymous, but he has information that may interest you.
What kind of information?
Mr. Park slides a manila envelope towards Joe.
Inside is the name of the person who ordered your imprisonment and the reason why.
Joe reaches for the envelope, but Mr. Park snatches it away.
MR. PARK (CONT’D)
But first, you must do something for me.
Joe leans forward.
What do you want?
My employer has a business proposition for you. If you accept, I will give you the information you seek.
Joe looks at Mia, who nods in agreement.
What kind of business proposition?
My employer needs someone with your particular…skill set. We are willing to compensate you handsomely for your services.
Joe considers for a moment, then leans back in his chair.
I’ll do it. But first, I need that envelope.
Mr. Park hands him the envelope.
Good. You won’t regret this decision.
Joe and Mia leave the apartment, the envelope clutched tightly in Joe’s hand.
What was that all about?
I don’t know. But I have a feeling we’re getting closer to the truth.
The two walk off into the night, their quest for revenge fueled by the promise of answers to come.
Joe – A desperate businessman who was imprisoned, drugged and tortured for 15 years without any clue of his captors.
Mia – A young woman with a troubled past who offers to help Joe uncover the truth.
Mr. Park – A mysterious man who holds the key to Joe’s past.
Detective Lee – The lead investigator tasked with solving the case of Joe’s imprisonment.
The scene takes place in a dimly lit underground parking lot where Joe meets Mr. Park for the first time.
INT. UNDERGROUND PARKING LOT – NIGHT
Joe nervously paces back and forth, waiting for Mr. Park to arrive. As he turns around, he sees a car pull up and Mr. Park steps out.
JOE: (quietly) You’re Mr. Park?
MR. PARK: Yes, that’s correct. And you must be Joe.
JOE: (skeptically) How do you know my name?
MR. PARK: I know a lot of things about you, Joe. But what’s more important is what you don’t know.
Joe frowns, confused by Mr. Park’s vague response.
JOE: What are you talking about?
Mr. Park walks closer to Joe and leans in.
MR. PARK: (whispers) I know who put you in that room. And I know why they did it.
Joe’s eyes widen in shock.
JOE: (urgently) Tell me. I need to know.
MR. PARK: (smiling) Oh, I will. But not here. Follow me.
Mr. Park turns and walks towards his car. Joe hesitates for a moment before following him.
As they get into the car, Joe can’t help but feel uneasy. He has no idea what Mr. Park has planned or what the truth about his imprisonment could be.
The car drives off, leaving the underground parking lot behind as Joe and Mr. Park head towards an unknown destination.
End of scene.
INT. ABANDONED BUILDING – DAY
Joe sits on a dirty mattress, staring at the wall. Mia enters the room, cautiously approaching him.
Hey, you okay?
(sighs) Yeah, just thinking.
Everything. How I got here, who did this to me, why.
I know it’s hard, but we’re getting closer, Joe. We’ll figure it out.
(looks at her) Thanks for your help, Mia. I couldn’t have done this alone.
(smiles) That’s what friends are for.
Joe’s phone buzzes, interrupting their conversation. He checks it, then stands up.
We’ve got a lead. Come on.
Mia follows Joe out of the room.
INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE – DAY
Joe and Mia enter, guns drawn. They move cautiously through the dimly lit space, scanning for any signs of danger.
Suddenly, a figure steps out from behind a crate, pointing a gun at them.
Joe and Mia freeze, their guns still aimed.
I’ve been watching you. You’re getting too close to the truth.
(angrily) Who are you? Who’s behind all of this?
(smirks) You’ll never know.
Suddenly, several more figures step out from the shadows, all pointing guns at Joe and Mia.
(whispers) We’re outnumbered. What do we do?
(grinning) We fight.
Joe and Mia charge at the figures, engaging in a fierce battle. Gunshots ring out, echoing through the warehouse.
Finally, Joe and Mia stand victorious, the figures all lying unconscious on the ground.
(panting) Let’s get out of here.
As they make their way out of the warehouse, Joe’s phone rings again.
VOICE ON PHONE
Joe, we need to talk. Meet me at the park in 20 minutes.
Who is this?
VOICE ON PHONE
Someone who can help you.
Joe hangs up, staring at his phone in confusion.
What was that about?
(looks at her) I don’t know. But I have a feeling things are about to get even more complicated.
Setting: A deserted warehouse
– Joe: A desperate businessman who was imprisoned, drugged and tortured for 15 years.
– Mia: A young woman with a troubled past who helps Joe.
– Unknown: The mysterious person who has been watching Joe and Mia as they try to uncover the truth.
Joe: (looking at the map) “This has to be the place. The map matches the surroundings perfectly.”
Mia: “Are you sure it’s safe? We don’t know what we’re getting ourselves into.”
Joe: “I’ve come too far to turn back now. We need to find out what’s inside.”
Unknown: (voice from a speaker) “Well, well, well. Look who decided to pay me a visit.”
(scene opens to reveal a large, dark room with a speaker on the wall)
Mia: “Who are you? Why did you do this to Joe?”
Unknown: “Ah, the questions. Always with the questions. You’re looking for answers, I presume?”
Joe: “Enough with the games. We want the truth.”
Unknown: “Very well. But first, let’s see if you can handle a little challenge. You have five minutes to find the key to the next room before the gas is released. Good luck.”
(scene shifts to Joe and Mia frantically searching for the key)
Mia: “I found it! Over here!”
Joe: (grabbing the key) “Let’s move.”
(scene shifts to the next room, which is filled with files and documents)
Mia: “This must be everything. The truth about your imprisonment.”
Joe: (browsing through the files) “It’s all here. The who, the why.”
Unknown: (voice from a speaker) “Impressive. But do you really think you can handle the truth?”
Joe: “Tell me.”
Mia: “Joe, look out!”
(scene shifts to Joe being attacked by an unknown assailant)
Unknown: “I knew you were too weak to handle the truth. But don’t worry, you’ll be joining your captors soon enough.”
(scene ends with Joe and Mia fighting for their lives)