Horror night Part-1 The night seemed especially long and scary. My arms and legs were tied together. I was alone, left in this dark and smelly chamber. The only illumination that still remained alight was the short candle on the tabletop a distance from me. At the point of time, I felt that there was a lack of fresh oxygen around me causing me to breathe hard. My instinct warned me that this was something bad. I shut my eyes, praying that I could wake up from this nightmare. Nothing changed. The rustling of the wind through the small broken windows, the squeaks from the mice and the calls of the owls added weights onto my nerves. My brain was not functioning well; it only prompted me that I desperately need to get out of here! Someone please, help me! I did not want to be here! I felt hungry and cold, anxiety and tension conquered me. I tried battling against them; tried to think nothing. It was in vain. I was scared. I did not know why and how I got here. Everything was in a whirl that I could not even have time to think, my mind was in blank. All I could remember was that after I heard footsteps and when I turned around, I saw a brick flew towards me. I felt the impact against my skull. It was followed by a sudden black out and I was here, alone. Suddenly, the door opened and rays of light shot into the room like the arrows from the bows. A black figure stood at the doorstep. There was silence for a moment. The black figure started to move towards me. My heartbeat missed a beat. I still could not see his appearance as the light from the candle was too far away. What I could judge was that this figure was a man who was a bit short and plumb. “Who is this person? What does he want to do with me? Where the hell am I at? Please don’t come near me!” Questions and thoughts flashed across my mind. I was terrified. “Hungry?” He asked in a low, deep voice. “Y…Yes.” I sobbed.My reply was overwhelmed with fear and doubts, wondering if I had heard wrongly. “Eat this up and do not make any noise, else…”The man continued in a threatening tone, passing me a piece of bread and mineral water. “Take it.”He got a little impatient. I was stunned. After I came back to my senses, I said in a mono-tone, “But…My hands are tied together. How can I receive from you?” I was just speaking the truth. Perhaps the hunger built up the courage to ask that. No reply. He walked to the side, placed the food on an old and broken stool beside me. He turned to me and loosened my arms. “Don’t try to be funny otherwise I’ll kill u.”Without a second of hesitation, I grabbed the food and gobbled it.The man watched me while I finished the bread and the water in less than a minute's time. "Blurb..." Contented, forgetting about the dangerous situation I was in. The man did not say anything; he moved on to tie my hands onto the legs of a table. Perhaps I was too full or was because of the words from his threat that prevented me from struggling. I was like a puppet in his hands, I did not try to get loose and run. Suddenly, "Ring...Ring..." A telephone rang at the same time. It came from the darkest corner of the room. It increased the tempo of my heartbeat. The fears in my heart were found once again, I was afraid.
