"Justin!" Shaley yelled as she was picked up and thrown across the room. I winced in pain, as I heard a sickening crack when she hit the jagged rock wall.
"Argh", She screamed in pain, falling to the floor and not getting back up. I watched in agony, unable to move because I was tied to this stupid chair. I looked around hoping, willing, WISHING with all my might that someone would come in and tell us this was all a joke and that we were on some stupid gameshow called, "Can you survive hell!". I leaned back on the chair slumping further into myself, suddenly aware of the tears rolling down my ash stricken cheeks. I watched, helplessly, as the watcher slowly stood up, from what should've been a fatal blow, and walked ever so slowly and carefully over to Shaley, knowing that he had won and savouring the moment.
I struggled against the bonds of the rope, but it was no use. Even if I were able to escape they were at the other side of the room, there was no way that I could make it there on time. 'This can't be it', I thought, 'we haven't made it this far for it to end like this.' 'Where are you Tommy? I'm sorry for what I said but, we need you.' The tears started streaming down my face like a geyser finally erupting, 'Please,' I mentally pleaded desperately, 'Please...'
By now you're probably wondering how I got in this situation, well, I've been wondering that for a while now. I guess we should go back to the beginning, see if we can figure things out together, cause I really screwed this one up, big time.
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Science FictionDon't you think it's great when life is perfect? When everything is going well and life just feels right? You have no idea.
