Chapter 6

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     "Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!!" Avis's screams were turned to mere muffles. The man had tightly planted his palm over her mouth. As she struggled, he put a finger to his lips, telling her to be quiet. This only caused Avis to thrash around even more.

     Raising her leg, she swung as hard as she could, hitting the geezer in the stomach. When he let go, she began to scream at the top of her lungs, "Mom!!!!!"

     Grunting in pain, Gerald took out the sock and duck tape that were in his back pocket. Pressing his entire weight onto Avis, he stuffed the sock in her mouth, then placed the duck tape firmly on her lips. Now that she was quiet, he tightly bound her legs and arms together.

     Gerald then grabbed her hair and yanked her upward, forcing Avis to stand. Tears streamed down her face as she tried with all her might to struggle free. She took deep breaths, salty sweat dripping into her eyes. As she stared at her kidnapper with vexation, another man - one that resembled a bird, tall and lean - came stumbling in.

     "Come now, you didn't have to bind her like that." This new man looked at the other in disbelief. Her captor rolled his eyes.

Gerald pulled sharply at Avis's hair once more. "Move." He ordered.

All Avis could do was stare. You bind me, then you expect me to walk? What kind of cruel man are you?

Seeing that she wasn't responding, Gerald reached back and drove his fist into her cheek. Avis stumbled to the ground, but didn't fully make contact as the man was still clutching her hair. She could feel a trickle of warm liquid flow down her chin. He had hit her so hard that her nose started gushing blood.

With her nose now clogged, it made it hard for her to breath. Choking on the blood that was dripping down her throat, Avis began to panic.

"Mmgghm!!!!" Desperately, Avis tried to spit the irony liquid from her mouth. As she looked down at her carpet, she could see the deep red splotches that spotted her floor. Her head was throbbing from the tight grip on her hair and her entire face was numb.

Again, she began to squirm free, but now it was the man's turn to kick her. As her head rammed into her wooden footboard, and her vision turned to small specks, she saw the bird-like man staring down at her, his face in complete shock.

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