ooking at the surroundings around this room was beyond eerie. They
stood me in the middle where I could see everything there. Just then a
troop of skeltons started to come down the stairs.
They walk over to me and grabbed both my arms. Yanking my arms behind me
they tied me up. The next thing I knew one of them carved an "S" in my chest.
I was then marked for Satan. After they had me bound, all of them went back
upstairs. The ropes that bound me were cutting into my flesh. It seemed the
more I tried to loosen them the tighter they got. My chest was hurting too
where they had carved me.

hat was I going to do now. One thing was for sure I had to get out of this damn
situation. With all the struggling I had done and the long walk I was exhausted.
I had to think but the noises around here where nerve racking. Maybe someone
else, another prisoner, was here I thought. So I began to yell out "Is anyone
here." But my hope soon dwindle. There where no answers to my calls.



began again to try and loosen the ropes. When I began to move I noticed
that one of the chains securing me to the wall was loose. I started using my
body to pull the chain from the wall. If I could get loose from the wall,
maybe I could find something to free myself. Giving a couple of hard yanks with my
body, which was causing great pain , I was finally able to break free. I could now walk around
this dark dingy room. I started looking for something sharp that would cut the ropes.
I couldn't find anything. I knew I had to hurry and find something because
they might be coming back at anytime. I had to take this situation one step
at a time. Well I thought there's nothing sharp what can I do. Then I saw a
small piece of wood fall from the pile under the boiling pot that was in the
room. I knelt down and felt around for it. I backed up to the fire and stuck the
end of the stick into the flames. I needed to get the point red hot to try
and burn through the ropes. The heat from the fire was almost unbearable, but
when you have to worry what these creatures were going to do to you, it was a
small price to pay. I brought the wood up toward the ropes and started to burn them.
I could smell them burning along with my flesh. I would hold the wood there
for as long as I can stand the pain. It took several attempts, but finally I
was free. Now I had to make my way through the hallway, up the stairs and make
my escape once again.












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