Chapter 3

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It was pretty much an empty room which meant that there was nothing that I could use.

"Oh wait my Swiss army knife!!"

The guy came back inside the room and asked for my pocket knife.

"No."

"Listen I'm not really in the mood for your games, so just hand over the knife."

"How did you know?"

"I could hear you through the door."

"Me and my big mouth."

"Now hand it over."

"If you want it your going to have to get it yourself."

"Alright suit yourself, where is it?"

"You'll never find it."

"It's in your pocket isn't it."

"No."

"So you wouldn't mind me looking in your pocket would you."

"Not at all."

"What am I doing?"

"Go right ahead."

"Stop talking!"

"It's in the left one." I couldn't stop myself from talking it was something that I naturally did. That's probably why people always took advantage of me.

"Ok then..." He reached for my pocket and....unlocked my chains?!

"What are you doing?"

"Helping you what do you think."

"Its just that... you don't seem like a nice person."

"Oh gee, thanks so much for the reminder."

"I didn't catch your name by the way."

"My name's Jackson."

"That's such a simple name. I though it would be more ominous."

"You have a problem with that, because I don't have to help you."

"No...no there's no problem with it."

"What's your name then?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out."

"You're such a tease you know that."

"I know."

"Umm...ok. Now to figure out how to get out of here."

Sorry for not uploading.




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