Doctor, Doctor, Can you fix my broken heart?

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

As I woke up I remembered instantly this time where I was. The uncomfortably hard camp bed beneath me was a stark reminder that I was in fact trapped in a madman’s basement. I could still feel the warmth of Lexi, it seemed she was sat on the edge of the camp bed. Manoeuvring around, I sat up and next to her.

“Hey.” She said softly her hand found mine and squeezed it gently. I didn’t respond, still half asleep and trying to wake I gazed mutely around the concrete box we sat in. As there was no natural light and only the dim light bulb in the centre of the ceiling, I had no sense of time. I felt as though it could be late in the morning, but then again I could be entirely wrong. Before I had the chance to slip out my secret stowaway and check the time the door burst open and one of Logan’s creepy henchmen appeared. It wasn’t one that I had seen before, he was built the same as the rest, tall and muscular. He had long greasy hair that was tied at the nape of his neck. Tattoos adorned both arms and I could see some poking from the neck of his shirt. His squirrely little eyes narrowed as they landed on Lexi and mine intertwined hands.

“Get up. You get a toilet break. Come on. No funny business else I’ll find a good place to stick this.” As he spoke he pulled a wicked looking knife from behind his back. I felt my heart accelerate in fear as I stared at the thing, I certainly did not want that anywhere near me. Lexi and I stood and walked towards him she refused to let go of my hand and gave it another reassuring squeeze. The big greasy guy ushered us through the door and into another dimly lit concrete basement room. This one was much larger, it had a large old wooden table surrounded by a few chairs. A deck of cards sat in the centre covered in a sticky mess of crumbs and spilled beer, clearly our guards were finding things to do to keep themselves amused.  Sat in the corner was a large khaki green medical kit bag. It looked old but in good condition, it must be where Logan kept the drugs he had stolen. I wondered where he had got this from, probably another stolen artefact from some place. We were forced across the dingy room and towards another door, behind this one was an old toilet and sink, both yellowing and chipped, although surprisingly a small window let in a little of daylight marred by layers of dust and dirt. “Hurry the fuck up.” The bloke spat out as he pushed Lexi into the crappy excuse for a bathroom, our hands broke apart and the door pulled to. After Lexi had done her business it was my turn, as I was faced with the toilet I suddenly realised how badly I had to pee. The relief was instantaneous and I felt marginally better, giving my hands a quick wash under the rickety tap there was a bang and the door flew open. “I said hurry the fuck up.” I winced in pain as our guard grabbed my shoulder and pulled me out. He dragged us back to the room we were being kept in and threw a few bottles of water and surprisingly a boxed sandwich that had clearly come from a supermarket. At least, I thought, they are not starving us. The door locked once more there was nothing left for us to do but sit and eat what we had been given.

“We need to get out of here.” Lexi sighed once she had finished her share. I nodded in agreement and let my head fall back against the wall. “We have your phone that’s a start. But we need to get signal somehow.” I opened my eyes and watched Lexi. She was sat, legs crossed in the middle of the floor, her eyes narrowed at a spot on the floor. I smiled slightly at the look on her face, startling blue eyes crinkled at the corner. Her hand lifted as though to push her glasses up her nose as she normally does when thinking. Her arm froze and dropped back to her lap as she realised they were not there.

“What happened to your glasses? I only just noticed.” I knew we had bigger issues to worry about but I felt like I needed to know the answer to this trivial question.  Lexi looked at me with a small smirk, voicing my own thoughts.

“Really? Not that we have bigger issues to deal with?” She laughed gently “They broke them to piss me off I think. Probably thought I was blind without them or something and wanted me at a disadvantage.”  The smile on my face widened slightly. It would have been a good move had Lexi not only needed glasses when reading and ‘concentration’ work as she put it. Although she wore them more then she had them off. “Let’s check the room for signal. We have nothing better to do. If we can’t get any in here I guess you could write out a text to someone and try to send it when we get another bathroom break it might work then.”