You begin thrashing your body and screaming wildly. The thugs carrying you out of the room don't seem to like this response, so they decide to gag you. You assume that the detective was also gagged as his sarcastic comments of "Ohhh, Carter's got his pets to do the dirty work for him, I see?" suddenly cease.
You realize with regret that the men transporting you to God-knows-where are at least three times your size, meaning that the year of karate you took in school won't do an ounce of good. You will have to rely on your wits to escape this one.
You take a minute to consider your situation, how did you get here in the first place?
I guess I just kind of just wished myself here, you think.
You attempt to wish yourself back, far, far away from here.
It doesn't work.
The detective must know what to do about this. You wrestle one of your hands free and claw at the gag in your mouth.
"Detective, you got us into this mess, and you dang well better get us out of it!" You manage to get these words out before one of the men carrying you shoves the gag back into your mouth.
You stop abruptly and hear the men around you snickering maliciously. Fear seems to have been injected directly into your bloodstream.
You're placed in a chair and tied up.
The gag is taken out of your mouth.
"Detective, are you okay? Please, you've got to get us out of here!" You shout, panic evident in your voice.
The blindfold is removed from your eyes.
Detective Uganariasaurus stands before you, grinning.
"Oh, Sweetheart, believe me, I'll get us out of here. Me with my pockets heavy and you.... well, Baby, you'll be in a body bag."
If you want to try to break out, click here.
If you want to plead for mercy, click here.
- s.s.
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