Redeeming myself

So I withdrew my entry from the platform campaign, but it's no guts, no glory, so I found another prompt, and I promise not to remove it no matter how anxious I get.

http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com/search/label/Saturday%20Centus

You can find the prompt above.  It's 100 words, and must include "the chair dominated the small room.
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The chair dominated the small room where the two men had thrown Felipe.  The room was dimly lit by a single bulb hanging from the ceiling, and there was a rancid, moldy smell permeating the air.  It didn't look good.  Felipe had sent Kate off safely on the bus, but the guerilleros from the drug cartel had caught up with him soon after.

Felipe sat down on the chair and leaning forward, sunk his face into his hands.  Please let her make it out okay, he thought.  The door flung open and a stout, muscular man with a scar across his face stood in the doorway.


And that's it!  100 words exactly.  Plus it could be an excerpt from my WIP, but it isn't.