Erase, Part 2
Story by SinkSankSunk on SoFurry
This is a follow up chapter to a story a started nearly a year back. I'm not really a writer so it's not something I'm super into.
But hey! I made more so that's good right? Anyway here's part 2 of something I'm calling Erase. Only reason I'm putting it up here is because this is where I originally uploaded the first part as a trial run, to see if my work is bearable.
I included the extra teaser for part 3 underneath the main chapter. I really couldn't decide if it should have been at the end of part 2 or the beginning of part 3. So I put it in between instead.
So without further me talking, here is Erase, Part 2.
Part 2
The next morning
The woman lays in a dimly lit cellar on a soft bedroll, she's wearing clean clothes and has a wool blanket covering her. Waking up slowly with the world gradually coming into view she scans her environment, she's still somewhat catatonic and is unsure if what she sees is real. Around her are about 20 more bedrolls each with their own side table and lantern; some lit, some not. The woman notices a door that is partially open with light seeping in. She wonders if maybe she could escape through it but she's still far too weak and dizzy to sit up, let alone run away. She lays there motionless
Thinking
Maybe she's been sold as a servant. Maybe she's been made a sex slave. Or maybe she's on a ship being transported to foreign countries. Her eyes dart around the room in panic as she contemplates her fate. Suddenly she feels sick and weakened by her new propects. Her vision begins to fade and sounds begin to muffle but before she falls into unconsciousness she hears voices, a man and a woman. They approach and she drifts off.
Suddenly, the woman is awoken by the sound of a door closing; it sounds like it came from down a hallway. She looks around again, this time there is sunlight pouring in through three small windows over her head, and now there are some things on the table by her bed.
A pitcher of water and a pewter cup, a plate with a wet rag on it, a glass vial with a ghastly green substance inside. As the woman raises her head she realizes that she feels significantly better. She sits up and looks around to get a better view of her surroundings; nothing has changed. No one else in the room but her. Confused but not concerned, the woman decides to have a drink. She grabs the pitcher and pours some water into the cup, she sips but takes a moment to taste the water before swallowing. As she begins to drink more she looks over at the vile vial. She picks it up and decided to sniff it, the smell makes her skin crawl.
She sets it and the cup back down and decides it might be best for her to get up and investigate her location. Choosing to ignore the room she's currently in and instead head straight for the door, she stands up and immediately falls down. Her left leg is entirely numb.
She looks down and sees a rather unpleasant injury on her ankle; it's red and purple, and looks like it has a few holes in the skin.
Slightly horrified but still determined she once again attempts to stand, this time with less pressure on her left side. She uses the nearby table as a brace and manages to successfully stand up. She slowly limps forward.
As she reaches the door she peeks through the open gap and sees a short hallway. Carefully opening the door so as not too make much noise, she peers around the corners. Too the left is a door not too far away, to the right is a longer hall with a sharp corner. She decides to go left toward the second door. The woman waits a moment to make sure it's clear then moves a quickly as possible to the second door. Watching behind her to insure she isn't seen she blindly reaches for the door handle, but as her hand comes within reach the handle begins to pull away. She whips her head around to see the door opening away from her and the poor woman freezes in panic.
The door opens fully to reveal a tall handsome man in a dark suit staring her in the eyes. Still frozen, the woman lets out a small terrified squeak.
The man says "Hello" with a smile.
(To be continued)
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Extra Teaser
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The handsome man stands in front of her, several inches taller and staring intently down at her. Her eyes are fixed on the floor. He asks "How are we doing today?" The woman doesn't speak.
"Are you hungry?" Nothing.
The man begins to move his hand and the woman flinches. The man's expression changes from a smile to slight bewilderment
"I'm not going to hurt you, you know"
She raises her arm and he takes her hand, his smile returns
"There we go. Come on, let's go eat"