His New Toy
She wakes up in a small cell, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Her breathing quickens as the panic sets in. She’d met Lucy for dinner, she had walked alone back to her car, and then her memory just stopped. Desperately she tried to cling to that final memory of pressing the unlock button on her car, but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t remember passed that. She closed her eyes, and counted to 10. She was smart enough to know her predicament, but willed the chains around her hands and ankles to disintegrate, to just be a vivid nightmare. “I know you’re awake” the voice cut through the silence like a knife. She started to cry, cursing herself internally, she knew there was no point crying yet. He was calm, …