For the Love of Tickle Torture

Chapter Four

~~Jake's been left alone so we will listen to his panicked thoughts. This all takes place in his mind.

Oh this is not good. Who was the last person I spoke to?
     ...Zach yesterday. Yesterday? I don't know what day it is. I should have talked more because there is no way anyone will even notice I'm missing. Oh I'm so screwed.

     I'm alone. It's quiet in here. Is it night? Maybe I could scream until someone heard me. Is she gone for the night?
     Her. Was it...

     April. She was familiar. But, no I don't know her. She was pretty. I mean yeah. She's crazy though. Will she kill me...no don't think about that. She just wants to tickle me. Which is weird.

God this is so weird, I haven't been tickled in so long. I hate it. It feels horrible. Like an electric shock running through me...I'm squirming.

     Okay stop. I'm more frustrated than anything. Why wouldn't I talk to my friends and family more. Who will save me? How will I escape? And there's no way I can sleep right now. I'll just lay here and stare at the ceiling all night.
     Night? Was it night?