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Age: 23
Height: 6'3
Weight: 142Ibs
How do I end up in such shitty situations? Here I am sitting in a chair barley sturdy enough to support my ass and I'm tied up, and for what? I gave Marco the transaction and I was supposed to get my money and leave. Heh, I guess shit is never that simple. My hands sting from the rope being so tight around my hands but I managed to free up some space while Marco and his men were discussing business. I watched the four men move around the dirty warehouse looking agitated as they scanned the broken windows, no doubt waiting for their ride to come. " Look guys I gave you what you need so how about that money and I'll be well on my way". Marco merely clicked his tongue between his teeth and stared me up and down for a mere seconds before turning away from me. " I don't have time for this, as if I trust you Craven. You fooled me once and I don't like to be fooled. You two idiots just deal with him while I call the ride again".
The two men both in equal height and size walked over to me with narrowed eyes as if it were to scare me. When they got close enough one of the men whom I soon found out name was Otis grabbed my shirt lifting me up slightly since I was still tied to the chair. " Looks like we get to have fun". The second man, Troy cut the ropes that tied my hands together with his blade. As soon as he did adrenaline kicked in. I slammed my foot down on Otis's foot causing him to scream out as he released my shirt. Not wasting anytime my right fist connected with him jaw sending him stumbling a few feet back. I could hear Troy moving behind me and I side stepped and let me elbow fall back into his face.
"You know I would love to stay and hang out with you too but I have other plans". With that said I took off running faster then I ever have. Near death experiences will do that to you. As I turned the corner down one of the narrow halls I could hear their footsteps not to far behind. I knew that if I kept running they'd catch up eventually. Looking left and right I slid into a semi-open room and closed the door behind me panting as I tried to catch my breath. Otis and Troy's footsteps stopped outside the door before I here Troy saw " This way" and the footsteps take off until they were barley audible.
" God damn that was a close one". The only problem now was getting out without getting caught. Otis and Troy were indeed dumb but they were like dogs so they'd figure out where he was hiding eventually.
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