Chapter 1: Thread

"Good work today! I hope I can expect the same productivity tomorrow."

"Bu-but it's sunday tomorrow."

"O! Come on, don't be like that,it's not like you have someone to spend your weekend with."

"O….Ya that's right –sigh. Am I even going to get paid for it?"

"You know how our company is in a rough spot so it's going to be difficult."

"Damn….."

"Hey! But I will put in a good word about you, I can almost smell your promotion."

"Thanks man…See you tomorrow."I said with the most convincing smile I could muster.

Damn I am tired.

Why do I even do this?

Who I do this for?

Is it even worth it, all the work I do is it really worth the pay I get? All the studying I did was that all for this.

Will it ever matter?

"–d help with anything sir?"

"YA! Sorry for zoning out what were you saying?"

"Do you need help with anything sir?"

"Yes,can you guide me to a place where I can find a rope?"

"Sure! It's in our utility section, if you will just follow me."

"Is this rope strong enough sir?"

"mmmm I don't think this rope is strong enough."

"Show me the one that you think is strong enough to handle my weight."

"Here you go sir this rope is more than strong enough to hold your weight.Why do you need it tho?"

"mmm I-I need it for making myself a hammock.. ya a hammock, that's what I need it for."

"How long should I cut it sir?"

"Make it five metres long.. I think that much would be enough."

"I don't think that will be long enough for a hammock.. but why do I care?"

"Here sir your total will b-"

"I will pay with my card. Thank you for your service."

"Here's a bag."

"thanks"

OK! This is it!

I just have to push away the chair and it will be done.

I don't have to stay here any longer.

I don't have to work any longer.

I don't have to study any more.

JUST PUSH AWAY THE CHAIR.

YOU GOT THIS.

just one push.

I DID IT!

crack-crack

DAMN IT! WASN'T IT SUPPOSED TO BE PAINLESS AND QUICK.

IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS.

I can't scream for help.

I can't move my limbs SO WHY DOSE IT HURT.

Someone will come save me! Surely

Someone…someone will be here.

Who am I trying to fool here,myself,fate or death.

It's almost morning.

FUCK! I will get late to work...…..

O right I forgot.

I am still hanging in here.

Maybe my senior will be concerned since I didn't show up to work.

I am a valuable employee. Right! he has to come look for me.

He will come right?.....right.

IT STILL HURTS.

FUCK!

I AM HUNGRY

GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DRINK.

I Don't think screaming internally will be of any use.

Remember you are tied to ceiling since this time yesterday.

You are still hoping for some one to come help you.

Your senior only called once that too probably just to scream at you for not coming in on weekend to do his work.

I don't want to die anymore.

It's been two days.

I am hanging here for two whole days

Why am I not diying.

AND WHY DOSE IT STILL HURT.

Just as much as it did before.

I am hungry and thirsty.

I want to get my shit through.

I want to eat something anything please.

I will eat anything even if it's shit I don't care

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.

It's probably wednesday today.

Still no one.

I am getting sleepy now.

I want to sleep now. But my hunger won't let me. It's gotten easier to bear.

I should just sleep like this. Thinking this I closed my eyes.

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AHH!

I opened my eyes. Desperate to breath. Just trying to take air. Heaving at this point, I heard a sound.

"HE IS AWAKE! HE IS PANICKING HOLD HIM DOWN."

I felt two hands hold me down and smash my face into the ground.

I saw the glimpse of myself in reflection on the tiles but it wasn't me who was staring back from the reflection.

I heard.

"I hope you are not too shocked."

"This will be just for a bit, so please bare with us"

Saying this they blindfolded,gagged and restrained me.