05-12-2014, 11:33 AM
One thing about being kicked in the mouth, it distracts you from the fact that little knives were stabbing their way out of your hands from the inside.
She kept squeezing her fingers in the attempt to work the blood through and provide some relief, but it was a temporary solution. The problem was the restriction of blood flow and pinched nerves under her shoulders. People weren't meant to sit like this for hours on end.
Had it been hours? She had no earthly idea.
At one point she tried to kick something off the opposite shelf, but all she accomplished was knocking over a broom handle. Later she pulled her feet under her and attempted to stand, but the pipe she was cuffed had a cross-bar that bolted it to the wall. Her captors were smart enough to make sure she couldn't slide the cuffs higher than a few inches off the floor.
She was careful to listen whenever the light from under the door changed as someone outside moved or passed by in the hallway. Suddenly, a very specific sound prickled her eardrums, and her fog lifted. Her Arabic wasn't great, but she knew enough to recognize the distinct change that was the muffled sounds of English being spoken out there.
Her heart thudded behind her sternum. She reached as far as she could and kicked at the door with the bottom of her feet. She spat to clear her mouth. "Hey!! In here!"
She kept squeezing her fingers in the attempt to work the blood through and provide some relief, but it was a temporary solution. The problem was the restriction of blood flow and pinched nerves under her shoulders. People weren't meant to sit like this for hours on end.
Had it been hours? She had no earthly idea.
At one point she tried to kick something off the opposite shelf, but all she accomplished was knocking over a broom handle. Later she pulled her feet under her and attempted to stand, but the pipe she was cuffed had a cross-bar that bolted it to the wall. Her captors were smart enough to make sure she couldn't slide the cuffs higher than a few inches off the floor.
She was careful to listen whenever the light from under the door changed as someone outside moved or passed by in the hallway. Suddenly, a very specific sound prickled her eardrums, and her fog lifted. Her Arabic wasn't great, but she knew enough to recognize the distinct change that was the muffled sounds of English being spoken out there.
Her heart thudded behind her sternum. She reached as far as she could and kicked at the door with the bottom of her feet. She spat to clear her mouth. "Hey!! In here!"