My eyes open to complete darkness I almost instantaneously start coughing, I am in some dusty room that smells like death, my eyes are starting to adjust to the lighting, it's blurry and still extremely dark but I can just about make out a shape on the floor.
It looks like a person, I whisper "hello can you hear me? Are you okay down their?" I get no response I try to move closer to the shape but I am chained to something, I start to panic.
I am going to die down hear I say to myself, just then the lights beam on I shut my eyes tight, I slowly open them to see that the person shape on the floor is a man.
A man that is clearly dead and covered in blood, suddenly a man's voice comes through a speaker " don't try to get out of your restraints and do not try and help the man on the floor", I didn't respond to the deep raspy voice and I certainly didn't listen to him.
I turn to look at what is gripping my wrist I am held to an old looking radiator by handcuffs, I try my best to take them off but nothing is working, I scream to the man that has taken me " why are you doing this? Who are you? Why me?".
BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID TO ME YOU BITCH !!! screamed the speaker I start to wonder who this could possibly be, after who knows how long I still cannot figure out who this crazy person that has taken me is, I'm insanely confused why would someone want to hurt me? I don't even know anyone hear.
I give up trying to figure out who it is for now, no one is ever even going to know that I'm missing, I curl up in a ball my arm up in the air still handcuffed to the radiator, I slowly drift into a dreamless sleep and after what feels like only seconds later I wake up to heavy breathing.
I rub my eyes and slowly sit up, the light is still on and the man that was on the floor is now gone, only a blood stain to show that he was ever even there, the breathing was coming through the speaker.
I start to study my surroundings, there is a stainless steel table with medical instruments on it, there is so much blood it looks as if someone could have dipped each and every item in it from tip to tail.
I don't hate blood but I feel sick to my stomach looking at this, I wonder if it's all from one person or more, I quickly decided to stop thinking about that question as I don't want to think about if I'm going to die or live either one is fine with me.
I just wish he would get on with it and choose which one he wants.
A.N.
Thank you all for reading I hope you enjoyed my original short story and I hope to read comments on what you think about it and if I should turn it into a full length novel and again thankyou
