The prey

I opened my eyes in an unfamiliar place; the smell here is awful, my stomach pain rumbles as it tries its best to prevent me from puking all over the place. Red stains on the ground are screaming at my face telling me to run, but how can I run? I am tied down. I can feel the cold breeze across the chain on my wrist behind the chair I am seated upon.

I never once peed my pants when watching a horror movie or when I broke my foot, or even I had a gun pointed at my face during a riot. Yeah, I was eleven when I saw a man's head ripped from his neck; I wonder how I survived; maybe they didn't want to kill kids, at least they had a little bit of humanity left in their souls.

My fear became known; I hated the fact that I was too weak, I hated the fact that I got captured, I hated the fact that I was about to be tortured by most likely my enemies. Crack cra...a door opened, and a woman came in. she was about 5'9, and one could notice the jugs on her chest.

She rested on she came in from, and all she did was stared as if she could read my past, present, and future in starring competition. Of course, I didn't back down; I starred right back into her pearly eyes.

After a good solid 5 minutes, she then smiled and pulled out a pistol from behind her back; she smiled and pointed the gun at me; her gesture is that of a character from the Batman series of movie number villainess Hailey Quinn.

She walked slowly, stepping on the red bloody floor, and I knew she would be the one to torture me, she then stops 10 feet in front of me, and she said, "H-2-1-6-9, you woke up last, you are going to have a terrible time here so let me ease by shooting you now and every bad that is to come you won't see, feel or know.

There is always a predator and prey; it all part of the chain. You cannot change it, but you can change whether you want to be a predator or prey. Everything that breath includes plants, follows this chain, Plant hunts for bacterias, and animals eat plants, and animals eat other animals. Beautiful humans eat plants and animals, so yes, I say vegans are full of sh*t.

This time I was the prey, I have always thought men will always be better than a woman, but this woman was different; it like she was a lion playing with a rabbit; she took off my chains, and she said, since you didn't respond I will take your answer as yes kill me then she asked any last wish?

That when it hit me, my thought process, If she was going to kill me, she could have easily done it while I was knocked out, and there is no torture equipment around the room; she didn't use a key on my chains that means the chains were never locked, the breeze I felt earlier the room had no window so that can only mean there is another way out apart from the door.

"Please miss, Give me time to think about this," I said with my hand raised. You have five minutes; she said as she walked out of the door. Immediately the door close, A smell came from the roof. I knew this smell too well. Tear gas; it won't kill you but never mind, it could kill you if you inhale too much. It like they wanted me to escape, she wanted me to escape.

I took off the shirt I was wearing I tied it across my face. My eyes are already bloodshot and teary; I didn't care. All I could think of was getting out of here; Once I grab the chains lying right behind my chair, I went to the wall. I felt the breeze from my back; after touching for about a minute, I felt a small hole in the wall. I punch through it, and it was quite easy to break down. I then wrapped the chain around my fist and kept punching till it was big enough for a man to crawl through.

I ran without looking back, but I could hear the barks of the dogs chasing my scent; I don't know where I am, but I am very certain I do not want to be here. I will rather be at home cooking some noodles and locking myself in my room to watch Vampire Diaries, and I'm not too fond of that show and also cooking noodles.