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A short little horror story . . . chapter 5  

rick315875 65M
13314 posts
11/23/2020 1:50 pm

Last Read:
11/25/2020 12:17 pm

A short little horror story . . . chapter 5


She breathed a sigh of relief. She was at some kind of heightened awareness. She had to be otherwise she would be dead. Buried underground. They made a mistake. She saw that the sandwich was held by a ceramic plate. The ceramic plate offered an opportunity for a weapon. A knife. A crude knife she could fashion. She tossed the sandwich aside against the wall. She took the plate using her chain to score the plate so that when it broke it might give her a knife. She shattered the plate against the wall and a sharp piece was revealed. She tucked it away beneath her mattress. She laid in wait for her victims. 

She knew they would come to abuse her to torture her. I won't go into details. I will not give them an audience. 

She heard the basement door open and footsteps coming down the steps. Her heart was pounding in her chest. This was it. Do or die. Either she would succeed in subduing her prey or she would suffer under their sadistic madness. It would be useless to attack anyone of them if they did not have the keys to unlock her chains. She saw nothing on him that told her he was holding the keys. She had to endure him. She had to suffer through his perverted sickness in hopes of seeing some sign that one of them held the keys to her freedom.

To be continued . . .



rick315875 65M

11/25/2020 12:17 pm

    Quoting Tmptrzz:
    I sure hope she gets the keys so she can free herself...Happy Monday my friend I hope your day is a great start to your Holiday week..
I will finish the story after Thanksgiving.


rick315875 65M

11/24/2020 6:41 am

    Quoting MrWrong4RghtNow:
    Very interesting take on the final girl. Enjoying the quick breezy approach that ratchets the intensity with each installment. Can’t wait to see where it goes.
Thanks for your comment. It gets even more intense


rick315875 65M

11/24/2020 6:38 am

    Quoting Tmptrzz:
    I sure hope she gets the keys so she can free herself...Happy Monday my friend I hope your day is a great start to your Holiday week..
Yes my friend she finally does get the keys to free herself. But then she doesn't run away. She stays to unleash her wrath upon them her rage.


MrWrong4RghtNow 57M
2439 posts
11/23/2020 9:59 pm

Very interesting take on the final girl. Enjoying the quick breezy approach that ratchets the intensity with each installment. Can’t wait to see where it goes.

My name is MrWrong and I approved this comment


Tmptrzz 61F  
107039 posts
11/23/2020 2:07 pm

I sure hope she gets the keys so she can free herself...Happy Monday my friend I hope your day is a great start to your Holiday week..

Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on..


rick315875 65M

11/23/2020 1:52 pm

She breathed a sigh of relief. She was at some kind of heightened awareness. She had to be otherwise she would be dead. Buried underground. They made a mistake. She saw that the sandwich was held by a ceramic plate. The ceramic plate offered an opportunity for a weapon. A knife. A crude knife she could fashion. She tossed the sandwich aside against the wall. She took the plate using her chain to score the plate so that when it broke it might give her a knife. She shattered the plate against the wall and a sharp piece was revealed. She tucked it away beneath her mattress. She laid in wait for her victims.

She knew they would come to abuse her to torture her. I won't go into details. I will not give them an audience.

She heard the basement door open and footsteps coming down the steps. Her heart was pounding in her chest. This was it. Do or die. Either she would succeed in subduing her prey or she would suffer under their sadistic madness. It would be useless to attack anyone of them if they did not have the keys to unlock her chains. She saw nothing on him that told her he was holding the keys. She had to endure him. She had to suffer through his perverted sickness in hopes of seeing some sign that one of them held the keys to her freedom.


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