I woke up in a damp room. Dirty walls, rotten floor and a bunch of pictures displayed in front of me on one of the 4 enclosed walls . I wiped my eyes and looked closely at those pictures. Are t-those dead bodies??!? i tried getting up at the sighting but i couldn't. I looked down at my waist and saw ropes upon ropes hugging me.
I shouted, but there was tape over my mouth. Layers of it. I looked around and tried getting the ropes off but i heard a familiar voice. "Trying to escape huh? if i were you, i wouldn't dare do it, especially not knowing the CONSEQUENCES" gosh. Im starting hate him more every second, least to say every time he speaks. He took a few steps until he was in front of me, but i looked away because i felt more tempted to break free and attack, but he forced me, grabbing my chin and getting dangerously close to my face, only inches apart. "You do know i won't leave you, not until you satisfy me." No response from me what so ever. "alright then Bridget,"
He leaned away and rested against the wall, pulling out a pocket knife to flex his skills by playing with it like some sort of toy. I was amazed. Not a single cut, or even a scratch. His swift moves were as fast as light. After a long time he finally got up and went up to the pictures. He stared at me, then the pictures. "What beautiful pictures, don't you think? hmmmm? I think you deserve a place here too. Don't you?"
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