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The next thing i know, i was laying down. Where i did not know. Afrade of what might be watching me I didn't open my eyes to look around. I stayed quiet all except my deep breathing which i couldn't do anything about.
I got to wondering what happened after i blacked out in the black forest. THen again maybe i don't want to after all.
I could hear the fait sound of something dripping. Almost like the sound of a fauset that hasent been turned compleatly off. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. This made my mind wonder to places i didn't want to go. So i resolted to counting the drips to count the seconds.
After i counted to about 120 drips, i began to get anxious. Where was I. That was the silent question my concious mind was yelling at me.
Apart from the worry of what i might find if i open my eyes, i did anyway. At first everything was in a blurr. Like the way it is when you first wake up and stumble out of the bed.
It wasn't like that for long, my eyes cleared up enough to see my surrounding. I now wish i just stayed ignorant and not looked.
The first thing was that it was dark. NOt like it was in the forest but close enough. There was an old musty smell, the one you get when you walk into and old abandoned shed. Then i noticed the details.
The walls where of stone bricks, no windows. And there where long iron poles that reached the length of the floor to the celing.
Thats when reality hit. IT hit hard, like some one not telling you they were throwing somthing at you and you get it full in the gut. I was in a cell.
First reaction was sheer panicing terror. I tried to stand up and for some odd reason just fell down. Looking down at my feet i saw the iron clamps they had like vices around my ankles. They had long thick chains that held the clamp, attatched to the stone brick wall.
This is was worst than i would have imagined. I cannot even imagin why they have me down here. And for worst, what?
I did know one thing. i had to get out of here. and i had to to it now.
Still panicing i reached for the iron clamps around my ankles. They were held together with bolts. Maybe i can loosen them so that i can screw out the bolt and find a way out of the bars around me.
I twisted and twisted the bolts till i thought my finger would fall of the next time i tried. I figured that i had at least one more left in me. so i took in a deep breath and twisted the bolts one last time.
THis time with all my might, as if i didn't get out now i would die instantly.
With a huff of the lasting air the bolts poped loose.
I just couldn't belive it.
Even with my fingers still sore from the twisting i twirled the bolts the rest of the way out and off.
My feet stung with the blood that rushed into them. the clamps had slowed the circlation to my feet. I rubbed the raw areas till they felf a little better.
I steadied myself on one of the iron poles behind me and stood up slowly. Being up on my feet again felt good. I streached my feet and legs, i don't know how long i had been unconcious.
I looked around once again and sighed. NOw that im out of the clamps, how am i going to get out of this cell?