Crybaby awoke again to find herself in a dark room. She was chained to the ground and had duct tape over her mouth. Rope held her feet to the ground, and she was unable to move. Luckily, she had grown a companionship with one of the women dad had brought home. She was an undercover cop, and everyone in the house was one thousand times more innocent around her. The woman had taught her tricks to escape traps like this. She unhooked the bands around both of her wrists, loosening them. She pulls her hands out of the bands and ripped the duct tape off of her mouth. "Ow..." She whispered. She leant forward and untied her ankles from The ropes, revealing indents from where they once were. She rubbed the marks, which now hurt, being exposed to the air. She shakily stood up and walked over to a window in the room. She saw she was buried underground. She looked up at the ceiling. She noticed the only door in the whole room was on the ceiling, and the ladder was folded up. She jumped and reached for the rope. "Someone. Please! Help me out!" She jumped as high as she could, but couldn't reach the ladder no matter how hard she tried. She banged on the walls. "Help me! Someone help me! Please!" However, no one was able to hear her in the sound proof chamber.
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1970 (Crybaby Fanfiction)
FanfictionCrybaby was sleeping in the comfort of her bedroom. When she awoke, she found herself in the year 1970.
