By Marknorth
Part 1
I was in complete darkness and I knew that I was never going to be free again. My knees were sore from kneeling on the cold concrete and the shackles had rubbed my wrists, neck, and ankles raw. I had already lost track of the number of days that he had kept me locked up in this dank room.
By Marknorth
Part 1
I missed the damn bus! I had thought I had more than enough time to get to the station before it left, but I had been wrong. I was in a panic when I got to the station and realized that I had missed it by about 20 minutes. I had to plead with the clerk at the bus station to make an exception and get me another ticket. He eventually did, but made sure that the replacement ticket was the most restrictive kind there was.
By Marknorth
Part 1
I really hadn’t done anything all afternoon but watch the clock. It was almost 3:00 and I was starting to get nervous. The FedEx deliveries were usually brought around usually by 2:30. Maybe he didn’t send it or it was sitting down in the mailroom. I knew I was running tight on time and couldn’t be late or all the planning would be for nothing. It was a one chance deal – don’t show and don’t bother trying again. It was Friday, I had next week off, and I had finally gotten up the nerve to fulfill a major fantasy – I was going to give up complete control.