Friday, March 7, 2008

Chapter 5: Captive Audience

"WAKE UP BITCH!"

A bucket of cold water slapped Racheal on the face instantly waking her from unconsciousness, and leaving her gasping for air. The room was dark but for the rays of moonlight streaming from the small windows above.

She couldn't help but be a little amused at the cliche that she found herself in. She gathered her surroundings in list form: dark basement (check), pail of water to the face (check), chair (check), ropes tying her to chair (check), hidden thug lighting up a cigarette and acting tough (check).

"What's so fuckin' funny?!" She had made him upset. She was frightened, but she wasn't going to show it, she wouldn't give him the pleasure.

"Um, if you're gonna kidnap someone, don't you think they deserve a little bit of, um, i dunno... originality?" She was surprised that her voice didn't shake.

"Ah, the mouth on this one.." Voice of thug number two behind her (check). "We're gonna have to -"

"teach me some manners, check... yeah I know, you guys are so cliche! Besides religiously jerking off to your Maxim magazines, you probably spend your days reading Batman comic books and learning how to be the Jok-"

CRACK! Her head snapped to the side. Blood sprayed as her lip ring tore off and fell to the floor. The white-haired man smiled. "Look, OK, you've made your point! We're the bad guys in some really bad movie, and you're the innocent victim of some conspiracy to obtain the Jewel of the Nile hidden up King Tut's ass!" She sensed the man grinning at his own bad joke. "Except! Except that you're NOT so innocent are you? Face it bitch, we all think we're victims, and we're never the bad guys, but it's not that simple is it? You know that as scripted, and as black and white as this situation seems to be on the outside, on the inside, we're swimmin' in a whole mess of smelly gray shit. There's history here sweetie, shit that nobody sees in some asshole's mass-marketed, masturbation project. This is reality babe, we have way more than 2 hours to kill with you." He grinned, more like snarled. This time the moonlight revealed something about his face, that sent sharp knives down her stomach. His teeth, there was something horribly wrong about his teeth...

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