Story Start 10: In the beginning

“Fretting the beginning?” Radnor asked. He laughed before I could answer. “Silly, silly boy. Don’t you realize the beginning doesn’t matter?”

I looked around the room. Its dingy gray walls were marked with scuffs, stains, and even some writing in a language I couldn’t decipher from my place at the table. I felt the ropes digging into my ankles, holding them tight against the chair legs.