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Good Morning Sunshine!

Saturday, September 21st 2013

Gia gasps for air as the thick sack is removed from her head, her bright blue eyes fly open only to close just as fast as they try and adjust to the sunlight. Slowly, she reopens her eyes to find Joseph standing before her with the sun at his back.

His green eyes fixed on the flashlight in his hands as he focuses on putting fresh batteries within it. He flicks it on and off a few times, showing her and his men around them making sure he was not the only one to see it work. He walks away from her view as he ties up his hair and removes his blazer, rolling up the sleeves of his button down shirt.

The sack that covered Gia's face returning to her head as she fought. Joseph climbs into a hole some of his men are digging in to help them out. Once they are done he stands before her once more and lights a cigarette, she can hear the muffled sound of them all speaking Russian and laughing around her.

I remove the sack from her head once more and smile as she fights to get out of my men's grip. "Good Morning Sunshine!" I chuckle and wink, her hands and feet are tied up, and as I fling the cigarette off into the distance I walk up to her to grab her.

Suddenly I feel her spit on my check as she jerks towards me to try and hit me. I wipe my face and put my hand up to control my men from retaliating for me. I can fight my own fights and this was one I certainly wanted to, I lift her up and fling her over my shoulder she kicks and slams her fists against my back. Screaming and cursing at me in Italian; finally I drop her and before she can do anything I squat down.

"Stone, fighting will only make matters worse, even if you escaped from me you are surrounded by my men. Plus I was going to give you this." I shake the flashlight in my hand to show her. "It is dark where you are going,  YOU. WILL. NEED. IT!" we stare at each other for a long time, I can tell she is weighing her options; at last she looks away and extends her arms towards me. I feel a evident smile grow on my face as I throw her over my shoulders once more.

He places her down into a coffin and she immediately begins to hyperventilate and fight once more. Yet at this point it is too late as Joseph places the flashlight in her tied hands and quickly places the cover to the coffin over her.

Seconds later he opens the top once more and she feels a faint hope crawl into her heart, but it quickly dies as she sees him place a tiny blue beach shovel next to her head. She quickly tries to bite his hand as the cover to the coffin is moved back into place. She kicks, screams and punches the roof in a effort to get out, yet bloody knuckles and a tear stained face is all she ends up with.

Over the sound of my screaming and kicking I begin to hear them nail the coffin shut, If I could only just untie my hands, then maybe I could try and properly break the wood above me. The light in the coffin slowly fades away with every nail they hammer in. I suddenly realize I need to calm down, steady my breath so I do not suffocate before I can figure out a way out of this.

They are right near my head, I can sense them there, and not before long the last bit of light from outside that hit my face slowly vanishes with each slam from the hammer. I was left with nothing but darkness, I felt the ground beneath the coffin disappear as it became clear they were carrying me.  Instantaneously I begin to feel a falling sensation and as the coffin hits the ground I feel the pain of the impact surge through my body.

There is nothing but silence, and I begin to try and wiggle my hands free of these bindings. Freezing once I hear a sudden unfamiliar sound hit the coffin, I listen closer, and tears roll down my cheeks. Joseph Zwon was burying me alive, and all I could do was wait for him to finish.