Stockholm Syndrome (A Niall Fanfiction)
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  • Reads 8,989
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  • Parts 32
  • Time 4h 40m
Ongoing, First published Nov 24, 2014
Mature
My thoughts are clouded and my head aches like it has been stabbed multiple times. I can barely breath through the dark fabric, much less see what is going on; but I can hear voices, voices I have never heard before in my life and that just leaves me more terrified than I already am.
I can't distinguish a single thing of what they are saying because I haven't fully recovered from the trauma on my head; I think they hit me with bat or something, it was hard enough to knock me out instantly, or maybe I'm just that weak.
Anyway, I have no idea where I am or who are these people. They sound on edge, all shouting with each other, until all of a sudden the room goes quite and it stays that way for a few seconds. Then I hear footsteps nearing me and I can sense that someone is right in front of me. I try to recoil, but I'm backing against the wall, and with my hands and feet tied up, there's not much I can do.
They lift the black cloth from over my head carefully.
And that's when I see him.
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