Mysterious life of Bechloe

Hanging by an thread

Chloe sat in the chair, crying her eyes out.

"You are fucking sick! I never did anything to you!" Chloe shouted.

"If you don't calm down I will keep hurting you." The man said, smirking.

"Fuck you!" Chloe said, crying.

He grabbed a piece of duct tape and smacked it on her mouth. He then unchained her from the chair and chained her by her feet where she was upside down so if she fell, she would land on her head.

"Now, what are you going to do? You are hanging by a thread." The man smiled as Chloe cried.

Her blood dripped down her feet and face, and she mumbled under her breath.

"Now you are staying like this until you learn how to keep your mouth shut." The mysterious man said, smirking.

He left Chloe hanging by her feet and went upstairs to cook himself something to eat. He had a camera on Chloe, watching her every move — not that she could move a lot. Chloe was struggling to breathe, she started hyperventilating through her nose. She started moving around trying to wiggle her way out of the chain. Instead, the chain snapped and she fell straight on her head. The last thing she could remember before blacking out was the laughing man and blood pouring out her head.