The last few days or weeks I don't know have been brutal. It's been an endless cycle, beat, rape, repeat. I lay here on the disgusting mattress and hope I die. If I hope long enough it will come true, right? I can smell my self I stink so bad I feel disgusting, I am not allowed to shower, I haven't been the whole time I have been here. I still don't know where Jack is, Davis won't tell me no matter how much I plead and beg to know. I miss him so much it is so painful being away from him. I hope he is somewhere safe and not cold and beaten like me. I begin to sob. My leg is getting worse I can feel the infection spreading the end of my bone has turned black. I have no feeling in the leg anymore. The fever is uncontrollable, I shiver but not from the cold. I am so numb. I want to escape but there is no way out, even if I could get the shackle off it's impossible I can't run, I might be able to walk if I had a crutch or something to lean on, my leg is no longer painful I can't feel it at all it is the only part of my body that doesn't hurt. Davis always locks the door when he leaves I can hear the click when he walks out. I have crawled to see how long my shackle goes but it's not far I can reach to tool bench if I stretch hard enough but I can't reach any of the drawers. I can reach a small part of the leg if I try. I don't want to die down here. I can't die down here. Jack is alive I know it. I have to find him I can't leave him alone without a parent and to be stuck with this monster. I way my options. I think it's day time which means Davis will be at work. I have to try to escape if I am going to die I don't want it to be at the hands of Davis. I lay on my belly and scoot to the work bench, I can wrap one finger around the leg, I pull with all the strength I can muster but it doesn't budge leaving me out of breath. I try again and it begins to wiggle. I am so excited I work up the courage and pull again, it pulls out some I can finally wrap my hand around it and tug. I repeat this process until it comes tumbling down almost on top of me and its lands with huge crash. I lay there still worrying someone may have heard the bang. When I don't hear footsteps I inspect the work bench, the wood has splintered causing the leg to loosing on the bench, I look through the first drawer, nothing. Second one, nothing. Third one, nothing I begin to loose hope until I open the last drawer and there is old rusty hammer and a rope. I want to jump for joy. I take the hammer and smash it against the metal chain of the shackle and it does nothing. I thought about shattering my foot with the hammer but then I really won't be able to walk or move. I crawl back over to the wall and hit the mechanism the chain is connected too. It wiggles I repeat this process over and over again taking breaks in between trying to catch my breath I am so weak this takes away what little energy I have. It finally comes loose from the wall and I can move. I try to stand but my legs are so weak I go toppling down smacking my head against to concentrate causing a wave of stars to go through my vision but I don't black out. I lay there on my back and try to use my brain. I have a hammer, rope, the chain attached to my ankle, and the small wooden leg from the bench. I try to break off more wood but it's too solid and I am too weak. I have the rope and wooden leg tying them around my injured leg hoping it will act as a splint. I push up using the work bench as leverage. The spots are back in my vision threatening for me to pass out. I sit on the work bench until it subsides, when I am ready I slowly stand up. Almost taking another tumble I catch myself. I begin to move leaning mostly on my good leg and using the left leg as a peg leg. I grab the hammer and slowly make my way to the door, the door is solid wood and it's reinforced with double dead bolts. I catch a sob in my throat. I am so tired I just want to lay down and die but I can't I need to find Jack. I take the hammer and slam it into the wooden door. A small hole appears. Before I do it again I peak out and I see a hall there are 6 doors, 3 on each side. All of them look the same. There is a staircase at the end of the hall. I take the hammer and do another blow to the door, the hole gets bigger and bigger until I can fit through. I move along the wall using it to lean against. I make it to the first door, it's unlocked, I open it. Nothing. I go to the next door, it's also unlocked, I open the door a foul smell invades my nostrils causing me to gag, I use my shirt to cover my nose and shimmy against the wall. I see a person laying on the floor, it's too big to be Jack it's an adult. I hobble to it and almost unrecognizable but I can make out that the rotting corpse on the floor is Carl. I retch spilling vomit all over the floor. I'm wiping the vomit off my mouth when I start to hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I clutch my hammer as tight as possible but there is no where to go, Davis appears in the doorway of the foul smelling room.
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