A Date With Death

A warm shaft of sunlight,motes dancing in the beam,reached into the darkness as I lay on the damp mattress with both of my feet bound.Although the smell wasn't as pleasurable as it's comfort,it proved useful and was better than sleeping on the hard concrete floor beneath me.The dark stains and torn edges proved it had seen better days.I glanced around the cold empty room and winced at my attempts to lift up my head.It ached and the bruise on my forehead was infected.

A foul odor reeked from the corner of the room,attacking my sensitive nose making me sick.My lips were chapped and I was thirsty,and the thin wire around my ankles dug deeper into my skin each time I tried getting it off.My hopes of ever leaving were down the drain,I had been locked up in what I assumed was his basement for 4 days straight with no chances of escaping.

The floorboards creaked above me as he moved,dragging something behind him towards the basement door.I struggled to seat up straight as I pressed my aching back against the wall,waiting for him to come and administer the final blow and end my life.He had managed to break one of my ribs during one of my miserable attempts to flee and it hurt like hell.

Suddenly,the basement door swung open and the light went on.Squinting my eyes under the bright light,I watched him as he slowly descended the wooden staircase,heavily clad with plastic boots and an apron.One of his rubber gloved hands swung freely on one side,whilst the other dragged behind him a black duffel bag which clinked as the metal in it crushed against each other.The parts of his face not hidden by his long black beard looked cut from stone,and his lips were parted into a frightful grin,one which immediately gave me goosebumps.

My breath hitched in my throat as he settled in front of me,eyeing me hungrily like a piece of meat.I cursed under my breath,it was my fault I was in this predicament to begin with.

"Please don't hurt me,I can do anything, just don't kill me,"I sobbed,trying to reason with him but I knew it was hopeless.

“I swear if you let me go,I won't tell anyone!"

People like him had no empathy,they had no soul.I could feel his dark eyes move across my face like a hand,his eyes vacant of any emotion other than lust,he wanted to see me die and he wanted to be the one to deliver it.I had already made peace with that and was ready to accept my death with open arms.

"Just promise me it will be quick,"I whispered laying back down onto the mattress.

"You won't even see it coming."

"Good."

With that,I closed my weary eyes and waited.

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