White lies

Chapter 2

5 months ago

I had woken about twenty minutes ago thinking about all the work that I still had to finish, that my boss probably would start glaring at me as soon as I walked into the office. The sore feeling in my shoulder was the first thing that I noticed before opening my eyes. I had tried to change my position, thinking that I had slept wrong again. But when I tried to roll over I was met with restrained. I tried wiggling away but I was stuck in the same position.

Still not fully awake, I opened my eyes and looked around me. It was dark so I couldn't make out much from my surroundings but one thing finally registered into my sleep deprived mind, this wasn't my bedroom.

I tried to sit up to look around but I was roughly pulled back against a filthy mattress.

'What the-'I murmured.

I tried to look behind me without straining too much seeing as how tight I seem to have been bound. What I saw brought my mind on full alert, my hands were bound together blood coated the rope. It did explain why I noticed my sore shoulders before my bound hands; the rope had been tight enough to cut off the blood circulation of my hands. It seems that I have been struggling, awake at least but there was nothing left of a memory that would explain anything of this scenario that I have landed myself into. 

i have been drugged that was clearly seeing as the after taste was this lingering in the back of my throat. But why...

Well, I am not going to stick around to figure any of that out. 

I looked around me again this time searching for something that will help me with the rope while suppressing the scream for help that has been building up. My heart had begun pumping on a faster tempo and my mind has been trying to grasp on the last shreds of sanity to keep me from going insane.

Is someone playing a sick joke on me?

Have I been kidnapped?

Are they asking for money?

No that can't be it, dismissing that thought quickly, I'm in need of money myself.

Or mayb they mistook me for somebody else.

I spotted an empty glass on the table next to me, it probably had contained the damned drugged water they had given me. I rolled myself on the bed till my feet could reach the table. I planned to kick the table so that the glass will fall and break but that took the gamble that no one was waiting outside. Or even in the room seeing as it so dark I couldn't even make out anything aside from the things in my reach. For all I know I can be surrounded by people watching my every move, laughing at my poor attempt at an escape.

Okay focus, you can't lose it now!

I had to kick the table twice before the glass rolled over onto the ground with a loud crashing sound. I hold my breath trying to listen if someone was coming to check up on me.

'So far so good' I whispered 'now I have to reach for a piece on the damn floor...'

I haven't thought this completely through, how am I going to reach the floor being bound to the bed. I rolled around so my head was replacing the position of my feet. I looked around spotting a big sharp piece next to the bed. I shuffled till my head was just above it.

'Okay now what' I mumbled testing the rope to gain more leverage 'here goes nothing' I dipped my head and picked up the glass with my teeth, cutting my lip in the process. I rolled back again and lied back again, feet dangling from the bed. I was exhausted, the drug wasn't fully out of my system yet making it all the more difficult to focus on the task at hand. I spit the glass on the mattress and rolled around till I could reach it with my hand to cut the rope. All the rolling around had given my hands a little room in the rope to receive some blood making the cutting process slow but effective.

I could feel the rope loosing slightly around my hands with it my hope growing bigger, maybe there is a chance that I will actually survive this.

With a little more effort my hands finally came free, i rolled my shoulders waiting for more feeling to comeback before i stood up. The room was still too dark for me to even look around, i touched the walls feeling around till i brushed something that felt like a light switch and turned that on. The lamp on the wall struggled a little before settling as a dim light in the room, giving everything a eerie feeling.

Now that i could see where i have been trapped down the panic started the rise again. The room didn't look like i was the first person that have been captured here, dirty pieces of clothes were scattered around the floor. The only window in the room was taped shut, the curtains ripped to shreds on the ground next to the clothes.

'what the hell is this place' i whispered. 

While thinking back to the days i spent in that house i would have never guessed that i would ever long to be back. Saving me from the adventures that i had yet to venture, together with it the secrets that were unveiled .