The Torture Room

Trapped

Once I wake up, I realize that I am in only my underwear, and strapped to a large metal table. I look across the room to see Tyler chained to the wall, talking to himself. 

"Good morning sleepyhead." Tyler smirks at me. 

"Oh shut up" I grinned. 

I then saw Tyler blushing, and looking at me. I forgot I didn't have any clothes on..

"OH GOD TYLER LOOK AWAY!" I yell.

"Shut up! You're gonna get us killed! Plus, I don't care if you're naked. There's more important matters to attend to.." Tyler replies.

"Oh.. um.. Okay then.." 

"..And you're kinda hot.." Tyler mutters.

"Hmm? What was that?" I ask.

"Oh.. nothing.." He blushes and innocently smiles at me.

"Tyler, you have a girlfriend.."

"I know! But she's honestly pretty boring. She never wants to do anything but sit around and read. Unlike you. You're full of life and excitement."

"Can we please discuss this some other time, when I'm not STRAPPED TO A TABLE??" 

"Okay I'm sorry.."

I then try to get free of my bindings, but no luck, they're stuck pretty good. I give up on it, and start to cry. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna die here.. 

"I'm too young to die!" I scream.

"Maddie calm down it's okay.. I'm here.." Tyler says calmly. "We're gonna get out of this together."

"Okay, okay.. I'm sorry. I'm just panicking.."

"I know. You'll be okay. I'll protect you."

"..okay.. I love you.." I mutter under my breath. Luckily Tyler doesn't notice, as he tries to break free from his bindings.

"Please Tyler.. Get me out of here." 

"I'm trying. Just stay calm. You'll be alright." He says soothingly.

"Tyler...." I start to cry, again.

"Maddie please don't cry" Tyler says as he manages to break free from his bindings. "I'm here."

Tyler comes over to the table and tries to break the ropes with his teeth. He keeps at it for a solid 10 minutes until I notice the lever on the wall that is labeled Table Bindings.  I laugh, and when Tyler glares at me for laughing, I motion over to the lever, and he blushes. 

"Oh lord, I'm an idiot." He says as he pulls the lever, setting me free. 

I sit up, stretching my back. Hey, laying on a cold hard table all night really does a number on you.

"Alright, enough playing around. It's time to get out of here!" Tyler says, flexing. He goes over to a large door, and tries to pry it open, managing to knock over a table while doing so. The table crashes to the floor, making a loud thump as it hits the ground. 

"Oh god Tyler he's gonna hear you!" I whisper.

I then hear footsteps walking towards the room we're in. Tyler runs over to me, grabs my hand, and pulls me towards a closet. We get inside, and I shut the door, just as Dr. Martin walks into the room.

"That was close.." Tyler whispers to me. I hear Dr. Creepy turning things over, yelling about how us 'stupid kids' were gone, and that his chance to try some new 'medicine' was gone too. 

"He's gonna kill us.." I whisper, as Tyler wraps his arms around me.

"It's alright. Stay calm. I got you." Tyler says, holding me to his chest.

I then hear the doctor leave the room, locking the door behind him, and Tyler opens the closet door to see if it's clear. He nods to me, and motions to follow him. He goes to the middle of the room and picks up a pin that the doctor dropped during his rampage. He then silently walks over to the door, and picks the lock. The door swings open, and Tyler turns to look at me.

"Woah, how did you do that?!" I ask in awe.

"Ya know, practice, strict parents, locked doors, the whole nine." He says nonchalantly.

"Show off.." I mutter.

"Oh you know you love me."

"Maybe.." 

Tyler cautiously sneaks out of the room, making sure not to make any unneeded noises. He is only gone for a few seconds, then returns. 

"Looks like we're in the basement.." He says nervously. "Right outside, to the left, there is a staircase leading up. I think that is our way out."

"How strange, usually the basement is only one room, not a room inside of a room." I reply.

"Well you know, Dr. Whatever is pretty strange, plus he doesn't want us to escape so easily with giving us just one locked door." Tyler says as he motions for me to follow him again, and we walk up the stairs to the basement door. He tries to pick the lock, but this time the door doesn't budge.

"Why isn't it working?!" I nervously ask.

"I think this door's lock has more resistance, so picking the lock won't work this time.." Tyler says as he puts the pin carefully in his pocket. "Looks like we gotta find another way out."

"I got this. Wait here." I say with an evil grin. I walk back into the room, and I start looking for something heavy. I see a large hammer in the corner of the room, and I go to pick it up. God it's so heavy... I think to myself, but I manage to pick it up and carry it back up the stairs, where Tyler is waiting for me. 

"Woah woah woah what the hell are you doing with that thing?!" Tyler asks.

"You'll see." 

I take the hammer and smash it as hard as I can on the door, causing the hammer to recoil and knock me down the stairs. When I hit the bottom, I feel the hammer smash my left arm. I try not to scream as I push it off of me, and I see the awful sight of my arm. It was bent in the most horrifying places. I let out a scream, threw up at the sight, and passed out once again. 

A/N: Okay so I know I said I would not continue this story, but I really wanted to. I felt kinda bad that I ended it so early in. Yes, I know this part also kinda sucks, and is boring, but I hope you guys enjoy(ed) it anyways.. and I'll write and publish the next part as soon as I can. Later. ~Wolfie