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"I can't leave any witnesses, Sally," he explained as he cocked the gun. Suddenly a calmness descended on sally. She knew there was no way out for her, that she was going to die, tied and helpless. Sally took a deep breath and lay still, waiting for the bullet that would end it all. That bullet never came. He sighed. "Maybe this time I can leave you," he thought out loud "as long as you promise not to talk to anyone about what has happened here." Sally nodded emphatically, seeing a slim chance of survival. "OK", he said, "You come with me. I am going to tie you securely and leave you here. I am sure you will find a way out, but by that time I will be long gone. Also, watch the post for a present for not talking, I am sure you can use the money. Do you understand me?" Again Sally nodded. He untied her feet and pulled Sally up to her feet. Sally did not resist, hoping that He was not going to change his mind. Forcefully, he dragged her into her bathroom. Once in there, Sally's eyes were taped over, rendering her blind. At first, Sally pulled back, but knew that there was no choice. She held her head still as the tape was wrapped around her head. Sally felt enclosed, but hardly dared breathe. "I am going to untie your hands now, but remember what will happen if you try anything stupid," He warned her, the ice back in his voice. Sally felt the bonds being released, and then her palms being pulled together. Again Sally heard ther tape being spooled off the reel. She felt it begin to wrap around her wrists. She tested the security of the new bonds encasing her wirsts, but there was no give. "Good girl", he said to her soothingly, "you are going to be just fine." Her captor must have knelt down on the floor, because she felt her ankles being pulled together. Again, she felt tape wrapping round, immobilizing her feet. This was then followed by more tape around her chest, pinning her arms to her sides. If it were possible, sally now felt more helpless than she had while on the sofa. Still, she did not move, just wanting the killer out of her flat. Sally felt herself being bent at the waist. Unable to see, Sally was scared that she would overbalance, but he held her steady as he fastened her hands to the towel ring on the wall. Sally tried to stand up straight, but could not. "Finished," he announced to her. "I am going to leave you now, but remember what I told you...... be quiet and you will be rewarded, talk and i will come back for you. Understand?" Sally replied by nodding her head and "mmphing" through her gag to enforce the point. Sally heard the door slam shut and she listened intently for any sign that he was still around. No sound came back to her. All she wanted was to get free, but she knew that it was going to be hard work, if she could do it at all. Sally strained to stand upright, pivoting against the towel rail. Fortunately, it gave way with virtually no effort at all. "Typical plasterboard walls" she thought to herself. "First time they had ever helped me" Sally knew that her only chance was to get down onto the floor, as it would be impossible to struggle effectively while keeping her balance. Gingerly, she lowered herself down, with her back to the wall. Sally sat upright against the wall, pleased with herself at her ingenuity and clarity of thought. Even though she was on the floor and could strain with no owrries of tipping over, the tape would not budge. She needed purchase. Then she had another moment of clarity. Slowly, she started to shuffle accross towards the under-sink cabinet. It took a while, but she finally got over to the cabinet. Sally leaned over and tried to hook the door handle to open it. As she pulled, the tape around her eyes moved slightly. To her surprise, the tape had not stuck to her face. he had used something non sticky on her face. "Sonofabitch", she thought to herself, "How can someone so deadly be so soft" Even though, she was thankful. Sally kept pulling until the blindfold lifted clear over her head, sliding over her smooth hair easily. sally repeaeted the action, only pulling her gag tape downwards. "That's better" Sally said out loud, able to for the first time since she had walked into her flat "Now, time to get free". Sally started looking through the cabinet. "Aha!" Sally exclaimed with satisfaction. It did not take sally long to find what she had been looking for. deftly, she pulled out her manicure scissors from the cabinet using her teeth and dropped them on the floor next to her bound hands. She reached down and nanaged to manouvre the scissors into a usable position. "Come on", sally encouraged herself, as the scissors started to cut the tape. In no time, she had cut the tape all the way through. Through gritted teeth, she pulled the tape off her wrists in one go. Sally yelped in pain as the hairs on her arms were wrenched out along with the tape. In quick time, the tape holding her arms to her sides was also taken off. Sally allowed herself a smile as she began to cut the tape around her ankles. She was nearly free. Sally once again steeled herself to remove the cut tape from around her ankles. This time though, there was no pain, as she had waxed only the day before. She breathed a sigh of relief as she now was able to stretch her legs. The tension drained out of her body, and Sally was able to remove the last piece of tape that had once been her gag. Only when she had done that, did sally feel truly free. She reflected on the ordeal she had gone through and she decided had not been bad. True it had been tricky and thought she was going to die, but she had survived. true someone else had died that day, but talking would do her no good at all. Keep quiet and get a present in the post, or talk and have him return. "No contest" she said to herself, "I know nothing" Sally sat back and allowed herself to relax.
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