Being the brave soul that
you are, you feel as if you have to face the intruder. You can't even imagine
running away! Unfortunately, you haven't been in an actual fight for a few
years now. Needless to say, you're a bit rusty and end up getting clipped in
the jaw. It throbs a little, but you stand your ground, quite remarkably too,
considering that the one you're up against is twice your size. Yes, he's
practically a giant.
You start to reconsider
your decision to fight. Ideas of fleeing begin to trickle through your mind,
but you resist. You can hear the police coming up the stairs anyway, all you
have to do is hold this guy off a little bit longer and then you can relax.
Unfortunately, you tend to
get distracted easily and while you are busy listening to the police, your
combatant grabs you and shoves you into a ginormous suitcase that is laying
beside the front door.
Rats. Here we go.
Inside the suitcase, you
can feel him walking and running and turning. You hear the contact of shoes on
metal and know he must have taken the fire escape. Finally, you hear his feet
hit the ground and the impact makes you bite your lip. You're bleeding now.
After a short moment of
consideration and a burst of optimism, you decide you can use this to your
advantage. You can leave a trail of blood for the police to follow!
Your plan is gruesome, but
what other options are there? You keep biting your lip,
wincing from the pain, trying to make it bleed more, and start ripping at the
corner of the suitcase.
You make it through the
fabric and hit the hard exterior. Luckily you have a pocket knife on your handy
dandy set of keys. Your father always told you "Stay prepared. Anything
can happen." And look what has happened: you ended up in the wrong place
wrong time, with a bruised jaw, somewhere in the streets of a big city, and not
to mention stuck in a suitcase being carried around by a murdering giant.
You cut, careful not to
stab yourself, through the plastic and finally see the ground. You shove your
lip through it and hope the plan works.
Suddenly you hear a
horrible sound. The sound of water. And it hits you. What is the best way to get
rid of a witness. You kill them. How do you kill them? You
throw them into the ocean. A pit forms in your stomach
and you start to feel queasy.
Rats. Here we go again.
The waves get louder and
louder until you know you're right above them. You lose the feeling of gravity
and know that you're falling. When you hit the water you accidentally
stab another hole in the plastic.
You know what you have to do.
You know what you have to do.
Continue cutting the hole in the plastic and try to save yourself: Here
You just KNOW the police are going to get to you in time, you wait: Here
-RH
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