At that moment Vincent's eyes stretched wide, bloodshot with confusion and raw fear. He twisted in his chair, breathing through his nose in sharp bursts, grumbling behind the tape over his mouth. Sweat dripped down his temples. His mind raced, he didn't understand what was going on.
But from the look of things he's now a target of something he doesn't understand or see.
At that moment with a shaking voice he said.
"Who is this?How did he get in here?"
However he was expecting a response but he did get any, then his mind started raising wondering how the person was able to gain access with being stop by the security.
'Why didn't the security stop him? why didn't anyone see him'
Hr thought bitterly as the pain on his hands was becoming unbearable.
Again he tried to speak through the tape, but all that came out were muffled sounds and broken panic.
