Sunday, March 13, 2016

SOL 13 - Story, part 5


Today, the man untied my hands and told me that someone had called the cops so we were moving. Then he put a rag on my face. Have you ever been so tired that you can’t keep your eyes open no matter how hard you try? That’s how I felt except instantly because the rag had the chemical on it that I’ve read about so many times but cannot remember the name of right now. When I woke up, I was in a totally different room with a door and a roof and several windows but they are all broken. My hands are tied again except this time the hard cord is connected to a loop on the floor. I don’t mind. I lost all feeling in my hands days ago.

1 comment:

  1. This is a really cool story! Very descriptive! Great job!

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