Snake almost gagged on the air as Big Boss released him, windpipe whistling from the compression. His eyes felt puffy, and although he had no way of telling, he assumed they were bloodshot horribly.
"Three days without smoking," he croaked, his voice a wheezing old man's as he sucked in all the air he could get. "Better at holding my breath already."
He slumped back against the bed, too asphyxiated to even put up a show of resistance any more. His head fell on its side, and he noticed the knot tying his left hand had just enough give that he could -
The trouble was doing it without noticing.
Very slowly, he curled his left hand into a fist. His forefinger pushed down on his thumb knuckle until his flesh went white. He tightened his fingers' grip on his thumb painfully, tensing the bones, waiting for the pop -
His thumb joint dislocated with a loud crack of agony, and he gritted his teeth, letting his slackened hand slip out of the bond and straight at Big Boss's left eye with his forefinger and middle finger, dead set on gouging it out.
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"Three days without smoking," he croaked, his voice a wheezing old man's as he sucked in all the air he could get. "Better at holding my breath already."
He slumped back against the bed, too asphyxiated to even put up a show of resistance any more. His head fell on its side, and he noticed the knot tying his left hand had just enough give that he could -
The trouble was doing it without noticing.
Very slowly, he curled his left hand into a fist. His forefinger pushed down on his thumb knuckle until his flesh went white. He tightened his fingers' grip on his thumb painfully, tensing the bones, waiting for the pop -
His thumb joint dislocated with a loud crack of agony, and he gritted his teeth, letting his slackened hand slip out of the bond and straight at Big Boss's left eye with his forefinger and middle finger, dead set on gouging it out.