"Are you sure about this, Jamie?"

As Stryker stood there, watching the way Jamie's eyes had gone so wide that they seemed to swallow his face, he wasn't sure which one of them was the most nervous.

The boy trembled slightly, his hands curled into fists as the man behind him placed the black sheet around his shoulders, letting it fall down to protect his clothes.

"Yes." He sounded a lot more confident than he looked. Fingers reaching up to touch his hair, Jamie's eyes leapt from Stryker and towards the mirror that he was sat in front of. He had been very excited about the concept until the idea...