4 months. I have been gone for 4 months. I don't remember my past, but then again, they didn't want me to. They have been training me to use my brain and mind for observing and solving puzzles, not to remember usless things. I have been taught how to delete what I want and save in my library what I need and what will be of use. I can remember almost anything. Tell people past by their jewelry, or if they are having an affair by their t-shirt. I have been gifted. I can wipe any emotion from my mind and seem blank so i can work on my puzzles in peace. I like it this way. It keeps my mind of the tortures.
They carve words into my back with a scapel. They have tattooed my arms and they aren't done either. My kidnappers, have a sick and twisted mind. I can never see their face, they won't let me. They know i will be able to deduce them and find their identity. Just a few more days just a few more days. I have planned my escape.
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Days later!!!!!
I breathed heavily, the cuts on my back were healing but i could barley move without screaming. The creak of the celler door opened slowly.. Meal time. The tapping of footsteps coming down the stairs helped me determine how tall and how challenging this escape would be.
Male, 5ft 6 no....5ft 7 ,athletic ,military judging by the pace of the steps. Adreniline was kicking in as he aproached. Normaly by this time i would be out cold, they drugged the food. laying on my bed, I tried to get my body to breath calmly to seem like im sleeping.
"Aw look the little bitch is still sleeping.Wonder why he wanted to keep you this whole time." The man scoffed.
His rough hand brushed my face. Slighty opening my eyes, I determined the best choice of action.
Grab His wrist, twist, throw food tray on head, knock out and run like hell. I grabbed his wrist and heard a loud crack which was followed by a what they hell and a scream when I fractered the wrist. Grabbign the tray, i slamed his head with it, sending him to the floor. My back was killing me but the adrinaline helped quite alot. Time to get out of here.
