I wake up and my eyes shoot open. I'm laying on a red, cushioned table. My arms and legs are strapped down by leather material and buckles. The table I'm laying on is surrounded by other machines and tables. The items on the other tables look like strange instruments.
An even worse part is my outfit. I'm in a latex leotard.
I hear a door behind me open. A shadow passes in front of me. I see a figure standing in front of me. I can't see what they look like because the only light in the room is shining on me. But, I know for sure that it looks a lot like Shane. I have been with him enough times to know what his figure looks like. Suddenly, he moves to my side and I feel a pinch in my arm, the same spot I had a bandage over before. My eyes get heavy and I'm knocked out.
I wake up strapped to the same table, in the same room. Shane is no where to be seen. I must have woken up before he expected me to.
Now is my chance to escape.
I use my teeth and try to undo the buckle on my wrist. After a bit of struggling, it comes free. I quickly do the rest of my buckles and hop down off the table. The floor feels cold on my bare feet. I make my way to the door behind the table. I peek out, fearing for my life.
I always watched horror movie just like this when I was younger.
Now I'm living one.The door leads out into a hallway. There are three other doors and at the very end is one of Shane's classic white marble staircases.
I creep down the hall way towards the first door.They all have dry-erase boards on them. The first on reads: Trisha. The second one: Lisa. This is what Lisa must have meant when she said Shane and her lived together, it was just a cover up for Shane. The last one: Jenna. That's the room I was contained in.
I'm strongly guessing that they don't want to be here any more than I do. I got back to Lisa's. I turn the lock on the outside and open the door.
There is Lisa sitting on the bed, her knees pulled close to her chest. She looks really rough, smeared black makeup and tangled blonde hair. Her face immediately brightens when she sees me.
She runs to the door.
She whispers nervously, "How did you escape?"
"Now is not the time to talk about it. We gotta run!" I quickly say back.
I run up to Trisha's room. She must be the other blonde I saw at Shane's office building. I unlock the door and pull it open. Trisha comes flying out, not saying a word. We all run as fast as we can up the stairs. I can't drive us away since my keys, phone, and other possessions are long gone. So, Lisa leads us to a back way out. We all soar out the door and sprint to the woods for cover. We say nothing at all because we know exactly what to do.
Run as fast as we can and don't look back.
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