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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 9:14 pm
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The man who stood over me chuckled as he pulled out his knife; a stilletto, the kind that popped out of the end of the handle. It's hard to breathe when a bullet has made it's home in your left lung, but somehow I managed for a while.
"The chick who put this out on you told me to tell you something, she said that alleyways are a bad thing to explore at night, officer."
The man leaned down and held the tip over my right eye, I could see the streetlights glow bounce off of the blade. I heard the pop before I registered what had happened; and then there was pain beyond all reasoning.
I screamed like I was on fire; and with the calm ease of a man petting his cat the man drew the knife across my throat, and then I screamed no more.
I wasn't breathing, I was on something cold, like a table. I wasn't moving but I could hear someone talking over me.
".... Six foot zero inches, caucasian, male. At this time all forms of identification have proved ineffective. Subject is titled John Doe number one-forty-two. Poor b*****d..."
And then I was awake, staring into the face of a girl who couldn't have been older the Nancy, my seventeen-year-old-daughter. I screamed, I backed up and slammed my head into a wall.
I could see, and I was naked.
"Hey now, you aren't supposed to do that, 'tsays so in the 'structions." the girl said. She was dressed in what looked like a bathrobe, purple with blue trimmings.
My eyes -dear god I have eyes- flicked over the room. It was a bit on the dark side. Red paint on the walls, dark red carpet that plushed underneath my naked buttocks, band posters on the walls. Two mirrors and a ceiling fan, no windows.
My cop instincts told me that this was trouble, my gut told me that this was trouble, but my mind told me that this was a little too much to handle at the moment. I fainted.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 9:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:48 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 12:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 4:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 6:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 8:34 pm
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