I get duck tape and wrap it around her mouth and tie her hands and feet tightly. I put her in the closet. I have no locks and just pray she doesnt fig...re out way to escape. I rushed upstairs and to the car. I head to Walmart open 24 hours I could get dog leases chains and locks and more tape. I get what I need and rush home just praying even if she got out of the closet that she is still in the basement with her mouth shut because of the tape and there arent police cars outside my house. When I reach the body I see that she was unconscious I take of her mask and to my surprise its my teacher!? I pick up her body and take her to my apartment. after an hour or so she begins to stir and automatically begins to run I shock her again she falls I pick her up again so then I put her on the bed and wrap the blankets around her legs another hour passes she stirs again but this time she falls I laugh a bit and tell her to calm down “where am I?” “well I couldn’t have you telling people. Where I was, there was maybe five feet of shore, then a wall four feet high, then five or six feet of clearing before the trees started. I hobbled over to the wall and set the boot with the fish in it on the high ground, almost as far back as I could reach. Then I looked around and got a couple of decent rocks.One of them was kind of like a squashed football only the ends were more rounded. The other fit in my hand.I tried to dump the fish out onto the big rock so I could smash it with the one. Whatever time wasn’t spent on his summer job at the Toronto Islands and the CNE, he spent in the gym, lifting weights, hitting the bag and sparring with Frank and the other experienced boxers, mostly getting hit, but landing an occasional punch himself. Finally September came.“Well, I wouldn’t exactly call you a fighter,” said Frank, after a long workout the day before school was to start, “but you’re no punching bag, either. Anyone tries to fuck with you, is in for a bit of a surprise.”The.