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Challenge of the Week CCXXVI
You wake up in what looks to be a barn, sore & confused. You remember scattered details leading up to this moment, vaguely. What you do remember is seeing your (newly- married) mother or father’s significant other approach the vehicle that you were thrown into, as you were blind folded & injected with something that instantly put you to sleep. Panicking, you have no idea if your Mother/ father is facing the same fate. Now what? How did you escape? What was the significant other’s involvement & reason behind their actions? Is this driven by a serious motive in their eyes or are they just psychotic & doing it for the thrill? Happy ending, tragic ending or everything in between… the choice is yours. The more detail, the better! Short stories, please. Let’s see what everyone comes up with… And go! Prose. will stuff $25 in the digital pocket of the winner. Challenge idea is from Amanda B. Jaworski. Thanks, Amanda!
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N_Ameless
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forNever hold your peace.

Luckily injectable anything is something I've built a physiological tolerance to.

The dose they gave they acted as though would normally put out a horse, so they leave me to the coma they think I'm in with what reminds me of a nicotine pouch attached to my left boob.

The world's different when you're supposed to be knocked out and get to view things from a 3rd person perspective.

They- whoever "they" are , leave the car.

I hear a door shut from afar and peak open the eye they left smashed against the driver side passenger door.

Nobody's in sight.

My legs are itching, toes tingling .. Feels like a fire is being stoked underneath me.

Fuck this charade its time to bounce!

They really had confidence in whatever they gave me , they left the child saftey locks off.

I can feel my heart beating in slow motion which is weird since I don't think I've ever ran this fast in my life.

The road's pebbles bury themselves in my bare feet but this barley phases me.

My toes get caught underneath my stride from some pothole my tunnel vision left out ; the fall came at perfect timing as the road was turning sending me into a shrub filled ditch.

An exact replica of the car I just ditched turns the corner going the way I came.

My in laws face pressed against the same window mine was , except I don’t think they're going to be getting up when they're left in the heat with the windows up.

My bloody knee has already scabbed up, my energy is gaining , and my gut is telling me to keep running in the opposite direction.

My gut also told me to not " speak my mind " and to " forever hold my peace ".

Guess I'm gonna have to bail that stupid mother fucker out of this mess so I can get a couple things off my chest.

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