Fuck You

The sound of a heavy door slamming shut and footsteps echoing into a room filled the empty set. There were no windows, no desks, one way in and one way out. The room was dimly lit with just enough light for the two males to see that they weren't alone. 

"What do you want?" The man who just entered asked, eager to leave as if someone was chasing him.

"You know what we want," the first man hissed, stepping forward threateningly. "And you're going to help us get it. You're one of us remember?" 

The second man grits his teeth in frustration and didn't reply for a moment. Instead, he stared back at him with an intense glare. "It's not going to work. You're not going to be able to kill them-" 

"Shut the fuck up! You do as I fucking tell you!" The yelling whisp