What the hell does he mean ‘bear his children?’ I’m not mating with this psycho. And unconscious, why do I have to be unconscious? It’s all I can think before people are on me again. I am punching and kicking everything I can, with no idea who or what I am making contact with.

My heart is racing along with my mind. All I can see is limbs grabbing for me. I have to get out of this, but I have no idea how that is going to happen.

I am grossly outnumbered so not even my skills are going to get me out of this. I need help and according to Mike no one is coming, because I am cut off from everyone. He is a step ahead again.

I finally feel a blow to the back of my head that makes my vision blurry for a moment. I grunt and moan as I fall forward and catch myself on my hands and knees amongst bare feet surrounding me. Then I feel a sharp pinch to the back of my neck, but I can’t scream or pull away.

dizzy and tired. I just want to take a nap and pretend like this sh*tshow never happened. I feel the energy drain from my body, like it’s leaking out and the last thing I remember is

Drip. Drip.

My chest hurts, but I can’t tell if it’s bruised or if it’s broken ribs. I moved to rub the hair out of my face and found that each

allowed and follow the chain to a bolt in the floor a few feet behind me. I notice the chains going to my feet too. So I am bolted to the floor, interesting. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

is either standard operating procedure or they think I am a risk. I’ll have to talk to someone before I can

eyes don’t open all the way right now and I am slow to move and think. This is all too familiar for me, but I can’t decide if it pisses me off or if it scares me more. The room, or I guess dungeon basement is probably more appropriate, is stone from what I can gather and

me and it is the only light source here. There is a table and chair near the light, so it’s obviously not meant for me. There is no other furniture here. The only thing I notice is more chains leading to a lump of clothes or blankets about ten feet from me. So there either is or was another person here. I’m not

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