But it wasn’t. It was following me since I left my apartment.
As I got to a long street, the van quickly sped up and pulled up right in front of me.
My eyes went wide. These men were after me. I was about to run, but then these three men got out of the van and grabbed me. I tried to resist, but I couldn’t. I
pulled and struggled, but there were three of them and they were too strong.
“No! Fuck! Get off of me! Help! Anyone!” But before I could say anything, one of the men put a white, wet rag around my mouth and nose. It smelled like some kind of gasoline or something. In my panicked state, I breathed in too much and too much of the fumes. I started feeling really light-headed and weak. Before I knew it, I
closed my eyes and must’ve passed out.
When I woke up I was in some kind of darkroom. Must’ve been a basement or something. There were cement walls all around me and just one, very dim light coming from the door in front of me. I walked toward it.
My body felt all weak. My muscles were all out of energy. It hurt when I walked. My eyes were sleepy. I had to keep walking. I don’t know where I was. Who put me here or why? But I had to get out.
My plan backfired. God damn it! I should’ve never robbed that store. Everything was fucked now. How could I have been so stupid!
I walked to the big, steel door. I tried to open it, but it was locked. I banged on it!
“Help! Let me out! Anyone! Please!”
After a few seconds, the door opened up. Three men were there. They turned on the lights for my room and entered. They wore all black. One of them was a bit older. I took a few steps back.
I was frightened. I didn’t know how to get out of this one. Were they cops? Were they going to rape me? I don’t know how to fight people. I’m so dead now. I feared for my life.
The older man spoke to me in a raspy voice. He had this calm, yet authoritative essence about him. The others clearly respected him.
“We’ve been watching you.” He said plainly. “We know you robbed one of our stores. It was under our protection. That money is ours. Yet… we can forgive you this one time. Under one condition… You’re going to help us.”
“And… and if I don’t?” I asked nervously.
One of the men pulled out his pistol from his holster. The man spoke again.
“You don’t want to do that, Mr. Shapeshifter.”
I lightning bolt of fear shot through my body. This was it now. I went off the deep end. I regretted everything. But if I wanted to get out of this alive. I’d have to agree.
apartment.
As I got to a long street, the van quickly sped up and pulled up right in front of me. My eyes went wide. These men were after me. I was about to run, but then these three men got out of the van and grabbed me. I tried to resist, but I couldn’t. I pulled and struggled, but there were three of them and they were too strong.
No! Fuck! Get off of me! Help! Anyone! But before I could say anything, one of the men put a white, wet rag around my mouth and nose. It smelled like some kind of gasoline or something. In my panicked state, I breathed in too much and too much of the fumes. I started feeling really light-headed and weak. Before I knew it, I closed my eyes and must’ve passed out.
When I woke up I was in some kind of darkroom. Must’ve been a basement or something. There were cement walls all around me and just one, very dim light coming from the door in front of me. I walked toward it.
My body felt all weak. My muscles were all out of energy. It hurt when I walked. My eyes were sleepy. I had to keep walking. I don’t know where I was. Who put me here or why? But I had to get out.
My plan backfired. God damn it! I should’ve never robbed that store. Everything was fucked now. How could I have been so stupid!
I walked to the big, steel door. I tried to open it, but it was locked. I banged on it!
Help! Let me out! Anyone! Please!
After a few seconds, the door opened up. Three men were there. They turned on the lights for my room and entered. They wore all black. One of them was a bit older. I took a few steps back.
I was frightened. I didn’t know how to get out of this one. Were they cops? Were they going to rape me? I don’t know how to fight people. I’m so dead now. I feared for my life.
The older man spoke to me in a raspy voice. He had this calm, yet authoritative essence about him. The others clearly respected him.
We’ve been watching you. He said plainly. We know you robbed one of our stores. It was under our protection. That money is ours. Yet… we can forgive you this one time. Under one condition… You’re going to help us.
And… and if I don’t? I asked nervously.
One of the men pulled out his pistol from his holster. The man spoke again.
You don’t want to do that, Mr. Shapeshifter.
I lightning bolt of fear shot through my body. This was it now. I went off the deep end. I regretted everything. But if I wanted to get out of this alive. I’d have to agree.
I’m so fucked now.
“What… do you want me to do?”
With a blank, empty look on his face, he said to me, “Take off your shirt.”
I froze up. This was it. I was done for now and nobody’s coming to save me.
TO BE CONTINUED
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