Misinterpretation

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
A woman wakes up in a dark room with no idea how she got there.

Submitted: December 10, 2011

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I didn't feel so good anymore.
 
Just a few hours ago I'd been having the time of my life at the party. But then, suddenly, everything had gone blurry. All I could remember was a sensation of being drug through some kind of hallway. And now I had lost my buzz. I didn't feel so good anymore.
 
My eyes were adjusting to the dark now. I was completely sober, even though just an hour ago I'd been chugging appletini's like my life depended on it. I didn't like what I saw. Surgery tools. Lots of them. Also the room looked dilapidated, dirty. Then I noticed I was stuck, tied onto the bed in which I lay. I was really getting scared now. Could it be someone had drugged me at the party? I was sure it was possible. I mean, I'd been blind drunk. Suddenly I was sure that was what had happened and a cold, numbing fear spread over me. This is it, I thought. Game over. Some sadistic killer like the one in Saw has kidnapped me. Oh yes, that was it. Then a door opened and bright white light illuminated the room. Suddenly it didn't look so gloomy anymore. A stranger in a white uniform came toward me. 'Look who's finally awake after all those years,' he said.
 


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