Murder in Progress

Captivity

¿Kathrine Wallace?

Pinkerton Agent, V.P.

My eyes were heavy as I felt the cool floor against my skin drenched in sweat. I had been in here so long I couldn't even tell night from day, but it had been at least three days. Every day the same thing. Tell us this, tell us that. Always no and next thing you know more burning pain. I felt numb and was going a tad bit insane. All of the torture, whips, knives, and that searing pain at the end of each day. But I couldn't break, I wouldn't. I knew I didn't have long left, so did Nathan and the others. But I would go out kicking...or something like that hopefully.

Pushing myself up, I flinched in pain at my open wounds and flipped onto the uncomfortable bed. Moaning I closed my eyes once more and tried to think. Nathan had weaknesses too....I just had to try and find them.

Closing my eyes I felt the scars on my back, the pain they caused and what had lead to them. I had to go to an old friend in disguise instead of a hospital. The stitches were messy but worked none the less. But they were the only scars I had, I knew I had PTSD and whenever I tried to sleep I had nightmares from those torture sessions and that mission in '08. My heart had scars and tears and the wall around it was growing taller but was slowly collapsing. Taking a deep as I heard the bell I now grew to hate I prepared for the door to open. But a minutes passed, then two and three. When it didn't a sigh if relief escaped but was caught in my throat when it suddenly burst open.

I was harshly dragged and wasn't surprised when Nathan stood waiting for me. "You know I'll get it out if you one way or another Kate." He said and his eyes burned with anger at my response. "Try again tomorrow." I glared and was immediately slapped but a blonde woman who was suddenly by Nathan's side. "Ah, good morning Officer Debbie." I smiled and she gave me a look filled with hatred. "Always such a pleasure to see you Barbie." I added and she slapped me again. "Debbie is incharge of your punishments today Kate." Nathan said before disappearing into the darkness. Debbie gave me an evil grin and mumbled, "Let the games begin." I gave her a glare and said, "After you."

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Spitting out blood and gritting my teeth I held my tongue, not allowing the insults to fly out as Debbie finished with the last if her 'toys'. As soon as she set the dagger down, I was dragged back to my little room and wanted nothing more than a glass of water. I was drenched in sweat and blood once again and most of my skin was black and blue.

As soon as the guard delivered my food I sprung at him and clawed my way free. I raced towards any exit but was shot by one of their many darts. I let out a shout and tried to keep running but soon my vision grew hazy and I fell.

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My wrists were in handcuffs and to add to my torture making eating and opening my water bottle had become extremely difficult. Trying to open it with my back to it I screamed in frustration as the water opened and sloshed all over my back. Nathan had personally changed me out of my dress into a tight fitting black t-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans, both now stained and ripped. At least the water cleaned off some of the blood, I thought and sighed. Drinking the luke-warm water I tried to ignore the metallic taste in my mouth and the growling of my stomach. I leaned down and bit down into the rock hard roll. It took a while but I was able to rip a piece off and nearly swallow it without choking.

Giving up on my food I sat down on the squeaky cot and sighed, closing my eyes. It was a matter of days before I would give up, and we all knew it.