day 42
joshs mind
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josh shuffled around, slowly blinking his eyes until they focused.
wonder what time it is?
ugh my head hurts
i need some water
he turned and blindly reached around for his water bottle. after many missed attempts to grab it, he finally got it.
he unscrewed the cap and put it to his lips
fuck
you're fucking kidding me
tylerrrrrrr
josh huffed and threw the empty water bottle across the room. he heard it clatter against the concrete.
owwww
i need a damn tylenol
where is tyler when i need him
he has to come soon
josh stretched before standing up and looking around for any bottle that might have some water.
sweet
he grabbed one that was about a quarter full and chugged it.
i still need some more
here he comes
josh turned to watch tyler open up the door and head down the stairs.
i'm really glad he's here
"goodmorning, how are we this morning?" tyler asked, setting down a water bottle and a banana.
he's my kidnapper
"bad." josh grumbled.
"why?" tyler asked.
"my head hurts." josh said.
it would be better if you weren't talking so loud
"wants some tylenol?"
yes please
"mhm." josh nodded, putting his arm across his eyes.
tyler mumbled something before heading up the stairs and quickly bringing two pills back.
"here ya go." tyler said, handing them to him and opening his water. josh looked at tyler while he chugged his water.
"josh?" tyler chuckled.
"hmm? oh it's empty." josh said, handing it back to him.
"i'll refill it." tyler said.
tyler returned with the full bottle and handed it back.
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Mystery / ThrillerStockholm Syndrome /ˈstäkˌhō(l)m,ˈstäkōm ˈsinˌdrōm/ noun feelings of trust or affection felt in many cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor.
