I saw what you did

Chapter nineteen

I back as far into the wall as I can without loosing my balance. I am clutching the hammer so hard in my hands my knuckles are turning white. The smell is so rancid I am trying not to gag. "You are much smarter than I thought you were Karissa I see you found Carl. I took care of him for you. Art let it slip one day when we were out on patrol about your little run in with Carl here." He says as he kicks the dead rotting corpse on the floor causing green goo to run out. "I couldn't let Mr. Jones take away my sweet Karissa. He was obsessed with you maybe even a little more than me. I took him from his shitty apartment down town. You should have seen the pictures." Making a rainbow with hand motions "They were everywhere, walls, ceiling, fridge you name it. He even had a few of you naked. It looks like I wasn't the only one watching you from the trees. Surprised Carl and I never ran into each other out there. Those ones were the special ones you could tell he had them in his bed side stand next to a bottle of lotion and a box of tissues." I cover my mouth as I dry heave. "I kept those ones for myself but I don't need them anymore since I have you here with me now and I can have you whenever I want." He reaches down grabbing the excess of the chain still on my foot and pulls it towards him. I topple to the ground landing on top of Carl I am face to face with his dead white eyes, there are maggots crawling out of his nose and mouth. The smell of rot is invading every part of my nostrils. Davis pulls the chain dragging me until we are in the hall and toward my prison. The chain is too long, I struggle trying to grab the wall, dig the hammer into the concrete but it's no use he is too strong. In a last ditch effort I through the hammer Davis ducks and it hits the wall behind him sticking there. He turns slowly to me causing a spike of fear to shoot through my spine. His eyes are black with rage. He tugs the chain towards him bring me closer and closer until I'm face to face with him. "You stupid bitch you think you're gonna get away that easy? You're never leaving here. You're gonna be my little puppet forever." He spits in my face causing my vision to go blurry from the saliva in my eyes. He gives me a hard punch to the face rebreaking my barely healed nose. I lay there in defeat as he drags me but not into my prison into a different door across the hall. It is identical to the other room I was in down to the shackle on the wall, there is no work bench but there is an old trunk. I wonder if there has been other victims before me, there are stains on the floor making me wonder if it is old blood he has cleaned up. He takes the new shackle and locks it around my broken leg. He pulls out a key ring and takes the other ones off. He wraps the excess chain around his knuckles and punches me in the face I can feel my cheek bone crack and then there is nothing but black.