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She laughs and walks toward the stairs. “You’ll come around when you hear my plan. I’ll be back with some food for you. You’ll need your strength for later.”

Ellie Jo walks up the stairs mumbling to herself and slams the door. I turn to Goose as he tries to escape again.

“Fuck! Angel... This is all my fault.”

“No. This is all Ellie Jo. You didn’t know she was crazy.”

He roars and tries to rip free from the straps. “She’s fucking dead when I get out of this!”

“Shhh. You need to calm down. It’s going to be okay. I have a plan, Sawyer. You just need to trust me. Okay?”

Goose looks at me and then lays his head back. “She’s fucking dead. Dead!”

I sigh and try to rub the rope faster on the rock behind me. The rope isn’t that thick, I just need to work faster.

“You just need to relax. She wants you to give her a reaction. Ellie Jo thrives off knowing she got to you.”

Goose turns his head and gazes at me. “You’re right. Fuck. Are you okay? Did she hurt you?”

I shake off the pain and push through. “I’m... I’m fine. Let’s just worry about getting out. When she comes back down, don’t give into her. She wants you all to herself. She’s going to hold me over you. Just...do what you have to do to escape...”

“No! I will not sacrifice you, Bambi!”

“It will be okay. Just distract her as best you can. Trust me.”

He just shakes his head. “Tell me your plan. I want to know ahead of time. I will not let you sacrifice yourself.”

“I... I don’t know, to be honest. All I know is that I’ve almost got this rope cut off. After that... well, I’ll just wing it to be honest.”

The door at the top of the stairs opens, and I look to Goose. “Just distract her. Go with whatever she says!”

Ellie Jo comes stomping down the stairs right over to me. She slaps me across the face with a scowl.

“Don’t fucking talk to him. He’s mine now. You lost, Bambi.”

Goose tries to escape the bed again, turning Ellie Jo’s attention to him.

“Leave her the fuck alone! Enough! Do you really think you’ll get away with this? You’re fucking crazy!”

Ellie Jo just laughs that evil laugh as she pulls the rusty chair up to Goose’s bed. “Let’s get some food in you. You must be so hungry!”

She tries to feed him a spoon of some mush, but Goose just keeps his mouth shut. “I’m not fucking eating anything you give me. I would rather starve.”

Ellie Jo sighs and places the bowl down on the floor. “You’re going to make this difficult, aren’t you?”

Shaking her head, she stands and walks over to me, picking up the cattle prod on her way.

“Here’s how it’s going to work, darling. You do what I say or Bambi is the one who suffers. And you don’t want little old Bambi to get hurt, right?”

She turns on the prod and shoves it right to my stomach. I scream out in pain as Ellie Jo laughs again.

“Now, Goose. Are you going to eat like a good boy? Or should Bambi get hurt some more?”

Goose screams and tries to rip out of the restraints again. “Fuck you! I’m going to fucking kill you the first chance I get, you crazy bitch!”

Ellie Jo just sighs as she walks back over to him. Sitting back down, she places her hand on the bed.

“I think I need to try a fresh approach here. Let me show you what Bambi is going to deal with until you learn to follow my directions.”

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