if i could wipe away..the tears from my eyes i can give it another try i can work the clasp...to be free at last
not the type of clasp i am acustom to on a fine gold chain around my wrist but one of heavey iron the one that has me chained to this cold cement floor
oh the blood...the swelling..where am i..? why am i here..? the pain in my wrist..is unbearable
how long....how long (crying) (screaming now)..help me..somebody please...
i know this smell i know it well musty...damp i must be in a basement...
i am not perfect in any way...but why..? i have never hurt anyone.. help...me......
all i can hear is the blood...rushing my ears throbbing i can not free my self...
why is this happening to me what morbid ******* could he be
i can't remember anything...i don't know my name please..........(crying) it's so dark...a sliver of light seems like night possibly coming from what was once a window blackened long ago
the harder i try to free myself the worse the pain is...
(scream)......what..? why am i shaking so bad....what oh my god i can see mom... what happen..? i think you were having a dream.... your bracelet is caught on the nightstand..drawer handle are you ok honey.....
no i'm not...i was somewhere i have never been and will never....ever wear jewlery to bed.. again.......