It was dark. And warm. Moist, like his mother’s sponge cake fresh out of the oven. He couldn’t open his eyes. They were too heavy to. He almost debated reaching up to touch his eyes to make sure they were still there. And oh. Once he tried to move his hands up to his eyes, something tight gripped his wrist. Something cold and tight.

He lightly shook his wrist against each other. A light tinkling noise filled the room. Yet there was an extremely heavy force pulling against his arms.

So that’s how it was. He was trapped. He couldn’t move and he couldn’t open his eyes. Yet, he hadn’t tried to speak yet.

He started to croak out some sort of noise, but a firm hand place itself over his mouth. And that’s when he started to scream. He screamed so loud he almost missed the soft whisper in his ear.

“Shouldn’t scream so loud. You’ll dehydrate fast.” Her voice was light and soft. A delicate petal of a flower.

“Who are.. who are you?” he groaned. His voice cracked, coarse from screaming.

“Your girlfriend, Cal!” Cal finally had enough strength to open his eyes. She was beautiful. Blonde hair cascading over her shoulders like a teen in a beach movie. She was physically fit and looked like she supported a lot of muscle. A beauty.

Or maybe not, he took one look in her eyes and almost lost his lunch.

In her eyes there was some twisted sadistic look. And she was devouring him with it.

“Girl..friend?” he whispered. He couldn’t trust his own voice. Was this even happening?

“Of course! I was going to wait for a more formal meeting but..” She leaned closer to his face.

“You and DeeDee were getting far too.. oh what’s the word! Shoot! Comfortable I guess.” She leaned away from his face and smiled.

“Oh and you won’t be leaving anytime soon.” She slowly starting backing towards a door.

“I’m sorry my love. I must go now. I love you.” She calles slamming the door behind him.

“What a psycho bitch.” He thought miserably.