Virus

Ten

I woke in a dark room. The air was full of dust and shafts of sunlight protruded through holes and gaps in the wooden wall.

When I tried stand up and get a better look outside, I was flung back to the ground by the chains around my wrists.

This was when I began to panic. I tugged at the chains
desperately.

"HELP!" I screamed. My voice reverberated off the walls.

I yanked at the chains and struggled against their power. I didn't get any closer to escaping than before.

Then he entered. He wore the butterfly sweatsuit of Hollers soldiers. It his hand was a steak knife.

"You look beautiful," he said coyly, as if he knew me. His fingers flexed on the handle of the knife.

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice shaking with fear.

"My wife was killed when your bombs fell," he said. His voice quivered with distance and anger. "Since I can't have her anymore, I want you." He spoke with a growl. His voice was as sharp and angry as the knife's edge.

I swallow down the lump in my throat and focus on slowing my heart down.

He kneeled down in front of my and fingered the zipper of my combat suit. His icy blue eyes were cold and malevolent.

That's when he yanked the zipper down, all the way to the band of my compression underwear. I screamed. He slapped his hand over my mouth and dug the blade of the knife into my shoulder

"Keep your mouth of this will end up in worse places," he whispered. His lips brushed my ear as he talked.

He ran his fingers down my cheek, caressing my neck.

Finally I got sick of being afraid. It was time to spontaneous and brave like Sara.

I brought my knee up in his crouch and whipped him in the face with the chain. He howled in agony and fell backwards, clutching his face.

What do I do now?

He quickly regained himself. He glared at my maliciously and ripped the blade form my shoulder. Crippling pain crackled through my shoulder and I screamed again.

With the crack of wood, the collapsed on top of him and Amberley materialized in the doorway. She fired and arrow into the back of his head and then ran to my side.

She reached into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled out a key. She unlocked me and we ran out into the rubble of the camp.