Chapter 3

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After 3 hours they stopped and took James out of the trunk and lead him into a small shack. James could tell that the shack had a wooden floor. As he continued walking he was lead down a set of stairs that seemed to go to a basement. They tied him to a concrete wall with his hands cuffed to the wall above his head. He saw that there were many more cuffs along the wall with dried up blood surrounding them. James began to weep knowing that he was going to die here. A tall, muscular bearded man with a scar over his cheek held a gun to him and said, "If you make a sound I'll blow your fucking brains out, but if you behave I'll consider keeping you alive." The man left James in the basement, the basement was a dimly lit area with one light bulb in the middle of the room with whatever light that could sneak into the room from between the floorboards.There was a table on the opposite side of the room with some sort of deep tray on top and a fold up chair behind it. James tried to move his hands and realized that the concrete was falling apart and could barely wiggle the metal hook on his right cuff. James began to carefully move the metal to try and escape, but before he could make any progress the man came back down and went to the table and looked into the tray and picked up a rusty potato peeler, he went over to James and Ran the blade over his skin teasing him letting the fear overwhelm his entire mind. The man got a phone call and angrily replied, "What! I'm busy with-" and hung up the phone and said, "Be a good boy and stay here. If not I'll make you curse that day you were conceived you understand?" And left the shack. James waited a moment and started trying to escape again. After 5 minutes the cuff came off the wall and started trying to get the other cuff off. James struggled with all his strength, until it popped off. James went to try the door at the top of the stairs but couldn't open it. He went to the table and looked and saw that there knives and hammers covered in blood. He gabbed a hammer and went to the door and tried prying it open. the board creaked and snapped. He squeezed his fingers through the opening and felt that there was a slide switch and some sort of lock. James started to pound on the wood until the entire lock fell off and he could get his arm through the opening. He opened the door and found that there was just a few chairs and pieces of furniture lying around like the place was deserted. James ran to the front door and realized that it was unlocked, he ran as fast as he could down the road. In the distance he saw a gas station sign lit up. He kept running until he got to the gas station, when he got there he saw a woman behind the front desk.

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