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RUN
Suddenly, the car swerved into a very big camp. The stout man on the wheel drove in, passing through many checkpoints, all I saw were nothing but strange happenings, the clouds became so bright, my vision was beclouded by the men on black.
How fast we scaled through all those checkpoints back there, still marvel my feeble heart. At this point, my blood pressure can pass for a cardiac arrest patient. I began to wonder where we are headed to?
Meanwhile, amidst this trembling feelings, we arrived a magnificent bungalow, and the car came to a halt. I knew that was our terminus ad quem (final destination), I was too scared to ask what I was doing there? But for the innate courage that advised me couple of times to RUN! but, couple of times did I fail to heed.
My gaze caught the awesomeness of its natural environs. In my admiration I received a thunderous slap, lying helplessly on the floor, I was dragged into a camp tent. Then and there, I realized: I should have RUN.
This is lovely man, as I read through fear gripped me too, the fear could pass for a cardiac arrest patient.
Thanks man, you are very funny, better run for your life now, before you receive a Thunderous slap.
You should have run for your life.
I would have run for my life, yes, but I didn't know where to run to, and I didn't know why I was abducted too, running wasn't a bad idea at all, but it could have been dangerous, owing to the fact that I was in great doubt. I held on to this Latin dictum when I am in doubt, "in dubio non agere", which means "In doubt do not act".
I think the thunderous slap was your reward for not running.
I was like a little lamb being led to the slaughter house to be killed, there was no escape root.
Ohh I see..
But don't you think miracles do happens?
I believe in miracles bro, as a matter of fact, there was a part of the story I scraped out, due to the rule of not writing more than 180 words. A great miracle happened towards the tail end of the story that emancipated me.
Ohh okay, you right. I get.
But you can still make it a fiction on your blog too.
I was like a little lamb being led to the slaughter house to be killed, there was no escape root.
Wow! I love the story. You had my full attention still the end. Didn't see this earlier... I tempted to ask some questions though...
Thanks for reading, you are free to ask questions please.
Reading through you story and comments , running wasn't an option for he had no idea where he was at that moment. Your story sound like a sci-fi movie or war- like movies. How did he get to the camp sef? Was he kidnapped?
Yes, I was kidnapped. I got into the camp in a tinted SUV jeep.
You was? Lol
The story is not about you, is it?
Yes, is about me, read again and you will realize that I was reporting the ordeal I went through in the hands of my abductors.
Wow.... Ever shared the story?