Stranger Danger

How could I forget about Kate?

The minutes were ticking by, deafening silence ringing in my ears, holding my breath waiting for something, anything.

But something never came. 

I'm not sure how long I've been in this bed, I know I'm not tied down but then again what's the use she locked me in this room and I am not stupid enough to try and break out of here. 

I slowly moved my arms and legs, testing the waters to make sure she didn't have me in a Saw trap or anything before I fully sat up and slowly got out of bed. 

My hands aren't tied. 

I COULD take the blindfold off. 

But SHOULD I? 

She said I can't see her, but she's not here, but also she said if I was "very very good" then she'd let me take the blindfold off when she's not here. Then again she never said I could take it off she just promised she would if I was "very very good". 

What does that even mean? 

How do I be "very very good"? 

I moved slowly, carefully, as to not bump into any furniture or knock things over. Arms stretched out in front of me while I slowly moved around the room, fumbling into a dresser and some shelves before I found a door. 

What door is this? Where does it go? 

I slowly twisted the knob, thankfully it was dead silent in the house so I heard every little gear and mechanism sliding into place as I turned the knob. 

It's not locked. 

She locked the door to the room so this must be a closet or bathroom or something. 

Can I go in here? 

I mean she never explicitly said "do not go in ___" whatever this room is. I feel like if she didn't want me too she would've mentioned. Surely she'd know I'd try to look around. 

Then again maybe by looking around I'm not being "very very good" like she wants me to be. 

What the fuck am I saying she can't control me when she's not here. 

I can take this fucking blindfold off whenever I want. 

I can go into this room whenever I want. 

Fuck this I can escape. I don't know who the fuck she is but how much could she really do to me? 

I pulled at my blindfold, tugging harder once I realized it wasn't loosening or coming off. I blindly felt around, following the silk back to knot, and feeling my hopes sink when I felt the cold metal of a lock. 

Shit. Goddamn it. Okay... okay well played stranger well played. Not dumb enough to pick the lock, can't take this fucking blindfold off, for all I know this room I'm about to go into has glass on the floor. This might be like Misery. 

(Side note Misery, the Stephen King book, and the movie, are great and I love them, they're top tier for me and no one can change my mind they go right up there with The Shining.)

So now it's all mind games. 

If she thinks I'm giving into her she'll eventually drop whe guard, she'll let me take the blindfold off, she'll eventually let me roam the house. I just need her to be lulled into a false sense of security, then use it to my advantage. 

She'll think she's got me, and I'll know her game and be one step ahead of her. 

Okay. So first step would be closing this door and getting back into bed.