"Splash" The feel of a cold liquid lathers over my face as I am awaken from my sleep.
I scan my surroundings seeing I was in a dark room with Nate, the only thing lighting the room was a lantern that hung on the wall.
"Good, you're up." He says sarcastically. "Of course I'm up you just threw water on me!" I shot back. "Air haven't you had enough of screaming at me. Don't the scar from last time remind you enough of what will happen."
I look down to my hip seeing that my open wound was now stitched closed. "Now I'm going to untie you and we're going to go upstairs, there's someone I want you to see."
Nate then proceeds to release my arms and legs and helps me to my feet. "And don't try anything dumb because I will stab you.. again."
We walk upstairs and Nate unlocks the locks that were keeping us in the room. We turn around the corner and what, well who, I saw was extremely breathtaking and frightening.
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Hostage
HorrorA breath; Just one single tiny breath; Right now seemed so hard to take. I struggled to breath as I pleaded for my attacker to loosen his grip on my neck. With every passing second my vision began to blur and I felt myself losing consciousness. ~~~~...
