Thankfully, he remains unresponsive, lost in the depths of his unconsciousness as I start trying to pull him from the seat.
Fuck! This would’ve been so much easier if I didn’t want to do this by myself. He weighs a fucking ton!
Gritting my teeth, I reach into the car and wrap my arms around Kieran’s shoulders, straining against his weight as I attempt to drag him out of the car.
Every muscle in my body screams in protest as I fight against the sheer bulk of his body. But I refuse to give up, pushing through the exhaustion with a single-minded determination.
With a final burst of effort, I manage to maneuver Kieran onto the pavement with a loud thud. Breathing heavily, I turn my attention to Fintan, repeating the same process.
It feels like an eternity, but eventually, I stand before my house, the two men lying unconscious at my feet. With a sense of satisfaction, I gather my strength and hoist them up, one by one, determined to pull them inside.
Every step feels like a struggle against the weight of the world. But as I finally make my way through the front door and into the safety of my house, I know that it’s worth it.
With Kieran and Fintan safely inside, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief even as exhaustion threatens to consume me.
I collapse onto the floor, my muscles aching, and I sigh loudly, knowing that this is only the beginning. It won’t be long beforethey wake up and I need to get them to the basement before they do.
With each labored breath, I muster the last remnants of my strength, knowing I can’t afford to rest yet. The basement beckons like a sanctuary.
Grasping Kieran’s arm firmly, I start the slow and arduous journey down the hallway toward the basement door. His weight pulls at me, dragging me down with each step, but I grit my teeth and press on, fueled by my need for revenge.
The dim light flickers above, casting eerie shadows that dance along the walls as we move.
Finally, we reach the basement door, and with a grunt of effort, I push it open, revealing the dark expanse below. The stairs seem to stretch on forever, a daunting obstacle in my path.
But I refuse to be deterred. With a deep breath, I gather my resolve and begin the descent.
The concrete floor of the basement looms below, a welcome sight after the long journey from the car. With a final burst of effort, I maneuver him onto the floor.
Rushing back upstairs to do it all over again with Fintan, happy that he is not as tall and heavy as his counterpart.
After some time, I finally have their bodies slumping against each other in a heap on the cold concrete basement floor.
Exhaustion washes over me in waves as I collapse onto the floor beside them for a second time, the adrenaline of the night finally starting to ebb away.
With the last of my energy dwindling, I methodically set the scene, arranging every detail with meticulous care. With a steady hand, I inject them both with a tranquilizer, a calculated maneuver to ensure a few precious hours of uninterrupted rest for myself.
I head upstairs and lock the door behind me with a sigh of relief, I make my way to the bathroom, eager to enjoy thepleasure of a hot shower and a moment’s respite. The steam envelops me as I step beneath the cascading water, washing away the weariness that clings to my skin. Each droplet is a gentle caress, easing the tension in my muscles and soothing my frazzled nerves.
Finally, I hop into bed and get some much-needed shut-eye before therealfun begins.
A few hours later…
My head is killing me, and it feels like I got run down by a freight truck.
Ugh… What the fuck.
I blink against the pain and fog in my vision, but my eyes refuse to adjust. It’s dark and the air is stale.
Where am I?
I struggle to push myself up from the cold, hard ground. My wrists meet resistance and chains clatter as I move. I am chained to bolts in the floor.
As my eyes gradually adjust to the darkness, I realize I am in a basement that resembles the playroom in our building.
I must have been drugged. Glancing around, I notice someone slumped against the wall on the opposite side of the room but it’s too dark to tell who it could be.
Dim red lights flicker above me, casting an eerie glow across the walls adorned with sex toys and twisted decorations. Just like ours but not quite the same. The air is thick with a mustysmell, like damp earth and rain. My heart pounds in my chest as panic begins to set in.
