I wake up in a cold sweat. It takes me a second to remember where I am. I don't know how, but two days ago, or I think it was two days ago, I woke up in this dark, wet room. There is a single light bulb hanging from the celling. Everything was dirt, and there was a small trapdoor on the far side of the wall. That's where the man came from.
After he left he would lock it. I've tried opening it a few times. The man told me that nobody will hear me scream. He comes and brings me food. Usually its an apple and some bread. He brings me water bottles but never lets me have more then two at a time.
My first night he brought me a ratty blanket that smelled like moth balls. Then last night he let me have a small mattress. It wasn't any better then the dirt floor. I spend most of my time, when he isn't down here, thinking about home. It can actually be kind of nice. I forget about where I am for a little while, it is like I am there, not stuck in a man's basement.
I must be so lost in my thoughts that I don't hear him unlock the door.
"Hi, sweetheart. Are you ready?"
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Escape The Basement (Complete)
Romance*All the credit for the cover goes to Myrtillis on DeviantART* *This was an idea I got after talking to my friend Amanda about having a cabin in the woods, and I thought I should write about it. I know it is shat, but I had fun with it so BLA TO YA...
