I have been here before, I thought, feeling the sweat roll down my cheek, the nostalgic feeling, the room smelt familiar, the horrible smell of alcohol and decaying substance
I feel weak to my stomach especially with the smell of blood, my blood
I wasn't crying, I wasn't even scared i've been here for three days, expecting death to knock at any second has taken all the fear away
Being blindfolded made all my sense awake every sound, every movement was registered even the scent of my kidnapper, he smells like engine oil and dust
I know his hair is dark brown and that is the only thing I've been able to register, I saw it through my blindfold when he was tying up my legs
He wouldn't come to assault me now, he arrives home whenever I've counted to nine hundred thousand, I don't know what time it is, I do know today is Wednesday since I was suddenly dragged into a van on my way to work on monday and my kidnapper does the favor of telling me goodnight whenever he is done with me
It felt like a movie but being blindfolded for three days has confirmed it to be more than the reality I expect, the reality I know, the fact that I am supposed to be complaining about my boring job with my coworker right now or on my way back home to meet the same loneliness I feel everyday
Somehow I feel this is better, I've always been suicidal but I've never been able to go through with it, I either throw up the pills or cut the rope, but having someone do it is another story entirely and I feel like I am ready for it
But you know what else I'm ready for? Escaping, it was like this constant battle inside me? Do I really wanna die this horrible death and withstand this horrible torture
Especially when many more could suffer the same fate if I don't try to escape
My counting stopped when I heard the door open, he is not supposed to be around right now, I had just counted to three hundred thousand
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I felt shivers run down my spine as he dug the blade through my leg, blood running down, he chuckles darkly, the little light in the room illuminating his hair, this time he looked up at me and I see his face clearly
The man that gave me a ride three weeks ago when my car broke down
Was he stalking me?,
I try not to act like my blindfold was a little loose lifting my head when I feel it start to slip a little
I think he wouldn't kill me as he has never taken off my blindfold since I got here
He cut out more piece from my leg and I try my best not to squirm in pain, I think i should have gotten used to the pain by now but he keeps digging through the flesh he already cut off multiplying the pain by four
"I like the taste of your blood" he said out of nowhere, he wasn't the one to make small talks and he never started any conversations with me, even when I was desperately begging for my life to the time I kept quiet and only whimper in pain
he cut parts of my leg to grill it, I know that and I can hear the sizzling of meat and the horrible feeling of tasting my own flesh
He laughs everytime he sees me gagging on the pieces he put in my mouth
His phone rang and he went up a set of stairs talking and possibly arguing with the caller and his tone was dark, i couldn't make out what he was saying
He cut off the call and opens the door to whatever room I am in right now, he tightened my blindfold, did he know it was loose, did he know I was watching him, he would definitely kill me
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he picks up something before urgently making his way out, he didn't say good night like he used to and I heard another door shutting in a matter of seconds
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I counted to one million and he still wasn't home, I easily removed the rope in my leg, the struggling I had done since morning made it loose, my hand was still tied up and it won't budge, I stand up immediately trying to make sense of how to get towards any exit without running into too much thing and making noise, who knows? he might still be around here
I thought I was making progress only to hear the familiar sound of someone running into something, my heart trembled
Sometimes things just fall whether he was around or not, it has never scared me as much as it did today
I tried to move towards what I believe is a door or a window because of the sudden rush of air
I heard clanging again but this time I could hear clearly the sound of a cat meowing, I felt a little bit relieved but still alarmed and afraid i might be running into something worse than I already was
I was right, it is a window, I felt around it a little by turning my back and feeling around with my hand still tied behind me, it is incredibly painful but not as painful as the pain I have been withstanding for three days and I realize it is a basement window and it was unlocked, why he left it unlock is beyond me
If he wants to be a bad guy at least be a professional one
I tried to crawl my way out the window which was easy due to my size but also hard since most part of my leg was food for someone and my hand was still tied up
I'm still trying hard to move the blindfold away from my eyes wiggling my nose as much as I can but that was doing nothing, at least I can make out my surroundings and I am in a wooded area
I didn't wait for some sort of confirmation that nobody was there, I just made a run for it my leg aching with ever step and the leaf crushing loudly in my feet
I stopped for a while trying to loosen up the rope by rubbing it against a tree
It only feels like it was tightening around my wrist
Everything was so quiet, too quiet
I felt like my footsteps was echoing through the world as i tried to make my way out of the woods, I just need to get to a road and get off this unfamiliar territory
I was finally able to pry my blindfold off, taking in the darkness of my surrounding, I can nearly see past an arm throw but I kept making my way forward
I had scratched my leg a few times that I am now bleeding, I feel like the man would have caught up to me if he was after me by now because of the trail of blood that I had left all around the wood
I feel like I am going in circles and the tiny trail of blood I saw on the leaf just confirms it
I started marking the tree with my blood and walking straight but despite the effort and the day finally coming up, I was still scared to cry for help or even make a move since I heard something or someone whistling just a while ago
The whistling felt like it was taunting me, daring me to shout but I did anyway, i yelled as loud as I could "help, somebody help" I said standing up and making my way through the tall grasses
Someone was after me I could hear the running footsteps, but I am so exhausted it feels like I'm running a mile but still on the same point, at this point I decided to hide instead of running
It feels pointless, going around in circles, the footsteps had stopped a while back but instead of feeling like i was getting somewhere, it feels like I'm just getting deeper into the woods, the cold meets my skin and I could see goose bumps rising
Several minutes into my panicking I smelt something, is that food?
I have a keen sense of smell and I can easily make out where a scent is coming from, so i went in that direction, only few steps around the trees sits a cabin, it looks eerie and I would never go into it if I wasnt this desperate to at least get my legs some rest
I felt a sudden jolt in my body and the fear hit me
my mum was a nurse before she passed away and she had told me the symptoms of tetanus times without number especially since it killed my father
I knocked for a fairly short time before jiggling the handle to see if the door is unlocked it opened up easily and I turned around to get the view of the cabin
I tried looking around for something to cut the rope on my hand but nothing was successful
I saw a sharp looking iron it has different marks on it, I assume the person living here sharpens weapon with it
I quickly went towards it and started rubbing the rope against it and the rope cuts almost immediately
The ache I was feeling was instantly relieved, food was set on the table and there was a first aid box right next to it
My body is burning and I feel like I could pass out any seconds from now, I quickly gobbled down the food feeling uneasy somewhere at the back of my mind
I hope the person is understanding and would listen to whatever I have to say and not get angry that i had eaten up his or her food
After I was done with the food I opened up the first aid box to start treating my wound
I wanted to ask for help and thank the person after feeling a little better
The best I've felt for the past three days
I turned to the door only to be greeted with the sound of it unlocking, strangely I didn't feel any relief, a feeling of impending doom I can't seem to shake off
"Hello jade" all the color drained from my face as I fell to the floor
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