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Parker's Basement (Teaser)

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Dark. Quiet. Parker sat on the cold concrete floor with his eyes staring aimlessly at the plain white wall in front of him in the basement. He waited. His ears perked up at the sound of metal clanking and of suppressed, light groans through a thick cloth. The groggy noises soon turned to louder, more frantic sounding ones as the metal clattering got more noticeable.

Parker took in a deep, shaky breath as his eyelids began to close over his bright green irises. He loved the sound of struggling he got to hear on the first days of their arrivals. When they slowly come to and see that their surroundings are unfamiliar, and their hands and feet are hogtied together with an excessive amount of duck tape. They lay on their backs in a metal cage— a rag stuffed in their mouth and duck tape over their lips to keep it there. Their initial moments of panic were pure bliss.

Parker reached in his lap for his black leather surgical mask and fixed it on his face. He turned himself around and crawled the few feet to the cage the man thrashed around in. His cold and indifferent eyes seemed to glow in the dark as they stared into the bound and gagged man’s teary blue ones. Parker raised one of his hands into the air at a slow and steady pace as the man struggled and attempted to yank his arms free. Parker slammed his hand on top of the cage, making the man freeze. Quiet enveloped the room once again. The only sound that remained was the man’s labored breathing.

Parker rubbed his hand back and forth against the cage for awhile before looking around it and reaching his other hand beside it. He dragged the little metal item he grabbed across the light gray concrete, causing the caged man’s breathing to quicken.

Parker held up the small surgical knife beside his face as he tilted his head to the other side. “I want to feel how fast your heart is racing.”

The man screamed as loud as he could as he tried hard to throw his body against the sides of the cage. Parker laughed softly to himself as he kept his hand on top of the rattling cage. “Your lungs sound beautiful. Let me see. Let me see.”
Another one of the mini horror stories I wrote in an hour or so. I might continue this one day. Again, could have changed it to fan fiction, (Parker is basically Feliks. ) but fuck dat. The homie already wrote it like this and doesn't feel like editing.
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This is intriguing. It makes me want to continue with my own stories. Nicely done eriko-neko. Nicely done indeed.