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many strings did she control, how come
no one knocked her from her pedestal? Why did they
let her play leader – if that’s what she was? Sam had
been the one to invite me, someone who didn’t like
them had uninvited me it seemed – Cresida was the
only one who fitted the bill.
Minutes ticked by, then, it seemed, hours. I
pushed the door, I banged, and I yelled and slowly
gave up. I pressed my knees into the hollows of my
eyes and prayed to get out and that whoever released
me wouldn’t hurt me further. My fingers stung from
trying to pry the tape off and work the door handle
from behind me. I panicked, writhing in my restricted bondage. I felt weak, helpless, and my muscles did
not have the strength to free me from the bonds.
I knew mum wouldn’t notice me missing for hours,
maybe not even then. I heard the bell for end of class.
It was faint but it ran a jolt through me. I beat the
door, jumping up, and yelled again louder. Everyone
would be in the halls, this was my best chance to escape. ‘Somebody, please help, I am trapped, help get
me out!’ All I could manage was a muffled moan. I
felt the tears, trying to escape the plastic blindfold, as
weak and as cold as I felt. More minutes passed - it
could have been half an hour, it could have been an
hour. I sat again, crouching with my hands pinched
in the stretched electrical tape, my head throbbing
and shoulders bruised from slapping and punching
the door with my body weight. I waited, shivering,
my eyes wet as my mind raced and my body throbbed
with adrenaline. I started creating scenarios. Was this
to save me from my date with the dance troupe?
I thought with terror that perhaps I was now the
victim of a serial killer.
I waited. Would it be dark outside? Would anyone come back? Would I be left in here until the
Janitor found me?
All of a sudden I heard a clank, a rattle and a click
and the door creaked open, my heart stopped and
then beat like a drum. This both terrified and gave
me hope. My adrenaline surged once more. Under
force I was lifted, I was on my knees my hand bonds
were severed and my palm felt the hard cold of the
linoleum and then I was crouching and he was gone.
I heard the sound of footsteps echo, running away
fast against the floor in the still hall. I waited momentarily in anticipation of my captor’s return. I used
my hands to grapple with the bag, tearing it off and
pulling at the tape around my head in desperation,
glad to have the sense of sight back. I tore the tape
off my mouth without feeling the sting and cleared
my throat, prizing the rag weighted with saliva off
my tongue. Throwing it down I tensed but there was
only quiet. I crept out the door all the while terrified
something might grab me again. My surroundings
came into focus like a kaleidoscope. Nothing greeted
me but silence. I shivered. No one appeared when I
reached the hall, ready to fight or run. I ran, I didn’t
think of anything except getting out of the building. My eyes adjusted to the light. I just wanted out
into the open air. I pushed through the doors. It was
dusk and birds flew from the pavement, back into the
trees, startled by my presence. I momentarily thought
of going back into the office for help. I glanced at the
bus stop under a streetlight. There sat my bag near
the phone box and the bus sign. No one was around
and the only sound was the dry leaves scattering
across the pavement in the breeze. The office would
be closed. I searched for anyone, but no one appeared.
I ran over to my backpack, wondering, as I did,
if it was a trick to get me to a spot where they could
ambush me. I looked all around, there were no cars,
no people. Only the noise of traffic in the distance
broke the eeriness which spun around me. A note
taped to the top of the bag read: ‘Keep quiet, no one
will believe you – sorry I had to do it. They are dangerous, leave town now P.S-’ an arrow pointed to the
edge of the paper. I
no one knocked her from her pedestal? Why did they
let her play leader – if that’s what she was? Sam had
been the one to invite me, someone who didn’t like
them had uninvited me it seemed – Cresida was the
only one who fitted the bill.
Minutes ticked by, then, it seemed, hours. I
pushed the door, I banged, and I yelled and slowly
gave up. I pressed my knees into the hollows of my
eyes and prayed to get out and that whoever released
me wouldn’t hurt me further. My fingers stung from
trying to pry the tape off and work the door handle
from behind me. I panicked, writhing in my restricted bondage. I felt weak, helpless, and my muscles did
not have the strength to free me from the bonds.
I knew mum wouldn’t notice me missing for hours,
maybe not even then. I heard the bell for end of class.
It was faint but it ran a jolt through me. I beat the
door, jumping up, and yelled again louder. Everyone
would be in the halls, this was my best chance to escape. ‘Somebody, please help, I am trapped, help get
me out!’ All I could manage was a muffled moan. I
felt the tears, trying to escape the plastic blindfold, as
weak and as cold as I felt. More minutes passed - it
could have been half an hour, it could have been an
hour. I sat again, crouching with my hands pinched
in the stretched electrical tape, my head throbbing
and shoulders bruised from slapping and punching
the door with my body weight. I waited, shivering,
my eyes wet as my mind raced and my body throbbed
with adrenaline. I started creating scenarios. Was this
to save me from my date with the dance troupe?
I thought with terror that perhaps I was now the
victim of a serial killer.
I waited. Would it be dark outside? Would anyone come back? Would I be left in here until the
Janitor found me?
All of a sudden I heard a clank, a rattle and a click
and the door creaked open, my heart stopped and
then beat like a drum. This both terrified and gave
me hope. My adrenaline surged once more. Under
force I was lifted, I was on my knees my hand bonds
were severed and my palm felt the hard cold of the
linoleum and then I was crouching and he was gone.
I heard the sound of footsteps echo, running away
fast against the floor in the still hall. I waited momentarily in anticipation of my captor’s return. I used
my hands to grapple with the bag, tearing it off and
pulling at the tape around my head in desperation,
glad to have the sense of sight back. I tore the tape
off my mouth without feeling the sting and cleared
my throat, prizing the rag weighted with saliva off
my tongue. Throwing it down I tensed but there was
only quiet. I crept out the door all the while terrified
something might grab me again. My surroundings
came into focus like a kaleidoscope. Nothing greeted
me but silence. I shivered. No one appeared when I
reached the hall, ready to fight or run. I ran, I didn’t
think of anything except getting out of the building. My eyes adjusted to the light. I just wanted out
into the open air. I pushed through the doors. It was
dusk and birds flew from the pavement, back into the
trees, startled by my presence. I momentarily thought
of going back into the office for help. I glanced at the
bus stop under a streetlight. There sat my bag near
the phone box and the bus sign. No one was around
and the only sound was the dry leaves scattering
across the pavement in the breeze. The office would
be closed. I searched for anyone, but no one appeared.
I ran over to my backpack, wondering, as I did,
if it was a trick to get me to a spot where they could
ambush me. I looked all around, there were no cars,
no people. Only the noise of traffic in the distance
broke the eeriness which spun around me. A note
taped to the top of the bag read: ‘Keep quiet, no one
will believe you – sorry I had to do it. They are dangerous, leave town now P.S-’ an arrow pointed to the
edge of the paper. I
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