And Justice for all....

[PiHKAL]

Hey look, my very own mini-series...I will keep addind o this until i feel it is done.
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And Justice for all...
As Rodney cried, fighting for air with the blood that was gushing inside his mouth, he wondered how such a thing could have happened to someone such as himself. Only hours ago he was leaving work, getting into his brand new mercedes (paid in cash, yesterday) to drive home to his beatiful wife that he did not love. As he wimpered in pain, he heard the leather belt snapping, and looked up in time to see it's large brass buckle come screaming down once more.
Darkness.
And slowly the darkness fades. Slowly the edges of bright spots around the room start to become fuzzy images, and slowly items come into focus. A small tv, with a tight shot of someone, probably a news caster. Up higher, the sun's reflection off the glass in a picture that hangs on the wall. Looking at these bright spots hurts, but it is better than slipping back into the darkness where all that is known is pain and uncertainty. There is no choice worse than slipping back into the mind of Satan, the mind where you have no control over your fate.
Rodney suddenly remembers the perfect teeth of his captor, the perfect teeth amidst the unshaven face, the scruffy clothing, and the stench of sweat. He can remember the whiteness he saw everytime he was spoken too, every time he was told to look at the fucking road and not in his captors direction. Back from the mindflash, Rodney begins to focus again on the TV as he begins to notice that there is no one in the room. The man is gone, ...
More next time folks

So heres the q, should I add to this exact message, or post more in a reply, or what?
Peace..
Gareth.
When I look at where I've been
And I think of where I'm going
I find that both roads bend in
same directions, ever flowing.....
-Caress, the wordsmith

 

[CARESS]

I like this very much. My favorite line is "There is no choice worse than slipping back into the mind of Satan, the mind where you have no control over your fate."
Excellent work. I can't wait to read what come's next.
Your Friend,
Caress

 

[CyaLuvyaBye]

i think in the reply so it doesnt get muddled up and im waiting for the next exciting episode
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i thought it was you i needed nevertheless i have learnt thru the pain i needed me

 

[PiHKAL]

Part deux...
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The man is gone, ...
and as you slowly look around the room, you notice that the sun is rather high. Must be close to noon you figure, and hope that someone finds you. The tightly wound rope that holds you to the bed is chafing your wrists almost to the point of bleeding, trying to get free is not an option. As you begin to ponder what your eventual demise will bring, you hear a small knock at the door, followed by a womans voice, laced heavily with an italian accent. You scream a muffled scream, reopening the wounds in your mouth with painful suddeness. And as quickly as your hopes had risen, they sink to all time lows as your hear the lady uttering apologies as she rushes away...
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Short yes, but ah well

Peace..
Gareth
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When I look at where I've been
And I think of where I'm going
I find that both roads bend in
same directions, ever flowing.....
-Caress, the artist whose paint is words...