Alright, one day left after this and then my 3 day challenge is complete!
Spoiler Show“Hello?” I heard a woman’s voice ask. She proceeded on down the steps and looked on at me in horror. “Oh my God… Oh my god!” She threw her hand over her mouth in shock and then ran over to me. Her fingers trembled a bit as she slowly pulled the tape off of my mouth and I spit out the sock. I immediately started sobbing, taking in deep, full breaths while I tried to ask her for help.
“I heard some kind of a noise.” It must have been when I kicked the bucket. He always told me to be quiet, and that if anybody heard me he’d kill me. I wasn’t thinking at the time… “What’s going on, what are you doing down here?” She asked as she moved around behind me and examined my handcuffs.
“That man…” I struggled to get out. I took a couple more deep breaths and tried to compose myself, “He brought me down here. I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, I lost track of time.” My chest unwillingly heaved a couple more times. “He’s… He’s done terrible things. He is a bad, bad person. Please help me; please get me out of here.”
“The only people that live here are my husband Robert and I, and I just…” She seemed so confused. It was obvious she was oblivious to his pastimes. “Let me try and find the key to these.”
The woman began to shuffle through tool boxes and drawers looking for the key to my handcuffs. I watched as she moved around, becoming more frantic as she went. Then I heard the front door open.
“That should be Robert… Hold on.” She began going up the steps and I began to panic.
“Wait no please, just pretend you didn’t see anything!” I didn’t want to know what he’d do when he found out about this.
“You did what?! I thought I asked you to stay out of the basement until I said so!” He screamed with anger as I heard him marching towards the steps.
“Well I heard a noise, and you being all secretive about what you’ve been doing down there just wasn’t flying anymore!”
I couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen to me. Was this going to be it? Would it finally be over?
They came down the stairs and the two of them stood in front of me, both of them furious. I let out a little shriek as he backhanded me. “You just couldn’t stay quiet, could you?” He asked me. I didn’t answer.
“Wait, is she that girl that’s been missing all this time? And you didn’t say anything to me?!” Robert looked back at her confused.
“Why would I say anything to you?”
“Because I am your wife! If you are going to do something like this, I want to be involved, I want you to quit leaving me out of things and thinking I’m a nuisance!” She pleaded with him. This woman was obviously off her rocker. I thought she was my glimmer of hope only moments ago, and now this…
That’s when the man… Robert, got that look in his eye. I saw it every time he came down here, and it terrified me to no end. What exactly was going through his head? “You want to be involved with this do you?” I heard him ask his wife with a smile.
“Yes Robert-Baby, I want to be a part of everything you do.” She pressed her body against his and kissed him.
“No…” I muttered as I watched on. I wanted to turn my head away, but I just couldn’t. Robert placed his hand on the back of his wife’s head, keeping his lips placed against hers. Then I watched as he grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head back.
“Robert?...” The look of sheer surprise on his wife’s face wasn’t uncalled for. He bashed her head against the pipe I was imprisoned to and she let out a scream as blood began dripping down her forehead. He smacked it against the pipe again and then rammed her head into mine. I could feel her twisting and turning as she struggled to get free, but his strong grip kept her face pressed down against my scalp. He pulled a buck knife out of his belt clip with his free hand, and sliced it right across her throat. He continued to hold her over me and the blood flowed freely from her neck and over my face. She flopped around at first, making gut-wrenching gurgling noises, but before long the noises and the movements stopped altogether. I could feel the tension on my wrists as my body tightened up and my arms pulled on the handcuffs without my meaning too. I had stopped breathing for a moment. Then I felt that immense pain in my left wrist. It shot all the way down my left hand. A tear left my eye and I sat in momentary shock, staring straight ahead and unmoving as he released his wife’s body and stepped back.
He looked down at me, and without a word he turned around and went upstairs. I still felt too scared to move, like if I did he might find out. After a moment, I pulled my arms around to my front and examined my left hand. There was a remarkable amount of skin just hanging around and covered in blood. I had literally tore my hand out of the cuff by accident while I was out of it. My eyes began to burn and it took everything in me not to scream. I pushed his wife off of me and stood up, the only noise now being the sound of the jingling handcuff on my other wrist.
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