New Beginnings

Chapter 4

October 8 2012 / Hampshire*

Sight

My eyes struggle a bit to adjust to my new surroundings, my head is still pounding from whatever I was forced to inhale. Fuck…what was that shit Once everything comes into view the man has long gone, leaving me clueless as to how Moore arranged all of this. 

I then take a good look around and the first thing I notice of course is the cage, I was put in. It’s human sized, but being 5’9” makes it uncomfortable at certain angles, especially when your wrist and ankles are shackled and the dog bed only helps some. The only semi comfortable position is a fetal one. The next thing I see is that the cage is being held down using carabiners with rope attached to tent spikes that must have been put into the ground when the concrete was poured. There’s no moving this damn thing  Lastly the room itself is very plain, a frosted opaque type of plastic sheeting covers the walls even the door, which has slit for someone to enter. The only light is a single bulb above me which surprisingly burns bright. 

Watch

I watch the pupper from my “security” room cameras. I have four desktops, one for the beginner room it’s in, the second for its permanent home, and the third one for outside, and the fourth for miscellaneous areas around the property. 

Right now he seems restless and indifferent but come tomorrow morning i expect a different type of attitude tomorrow.

Meal

10/8/2012 2:00 pm

I woke up to the door being slammed and the man holding two metal bowls. I sit up as best as I can and focus on the bowls, trying to avoid the man’s face and gaze for my own safety upon being released. The man doesn’t say a word and unlocks the cage, I move my body to try and stick my head/neck outside the open cage but then he gently uses his boot to push me back in God, I just wanna stretch  and then puts the two bowls inside my cage. 

Then it hits me that I’m going to have to contort myself to eat this food, just a like a dog or cat. Fuck you Moore for this humiliation Before I humiliate myself just to get something on my stomach, I look at the front wall and past the man who’s still standing over the cage, “Have you hard back from my friend?  This has gone on long enough.?”  The man chuckles, “I called him earlier, he said to keep you overnight I’m afraid.”  

My stomach drops, “The fuck you mean overnight…my family is gonna get worried and my girlfriend Angie as well. This isn’t funny anymore. You gotta let me go before then.”

This time I look the man in the face after telling him that, and I see his features more clearly. He’s very tall, very muscular with a military type build and he is also bald except for bushy beard that is greying a bit. *God, this man is massive…no wonder Moore hired him*  The man smirks to my response and says, “I’m afraid I’m gonna wait till tomorrow, now eat your food. I’ll be back later on.” 

After he leaves, I managed to get on my knees and bend over to eat the food in the bowl, it’s shredded chicken with mashed peas. It’s tasteless and cold and I decide not to eat it, but instead I slurp up the water in the other bowl and just then I realize I’m going to have to pee soon…

Concern II

Early morning/before afternoon

Angie’s impatience began to grow more and more as time passed on and Zac still hadn’t arrived for their morning breakfast date at their favorite bistro.  She hadn’t been this mad at him in a while, at least he would’ve text me she thought, but after an hour of waiting she got up angrily and sent Zac a text expressing her disappointment. 

Angie:  You better have a good reason (Like fallen in the shower) for not letting me know you wouldn’t make it to breakfast. Also answer the phone and your texts!!!!!! Arrggg!! 😡

Bennie, Zac’s older brother, pulled up to  Zac’s flat parking lot. He was feeling worried he didn’t respond to his texts or calls The bastard is probably sleeping off an all-nighter study session. Bennie entered the flat building and took the stairs. Outside his brother’s door nothing looking disturbed and the landlord (called ahead of time) was waiting with a key to enter. Bennie entered, while the landlord  stayed outside. He headed to Zac’s bedroom, inside the bed was still made and his bathroom showed no signs of being used. Bennie’s heart began to race a bit as he went to the kitchen. An empty plate sat in the sink and on the counter was Zac’s phone. Zac never goes out without his phone…maybe he’s with friends jogging without his phone.  Bennie calmed himself and called Moore and then Patrick, both saying the similar story of not seeing or hearing from Zac since yesterday.  Bennie made up his mind and decided to call for a PC. (Police)