You had decided that you were going to relax with a nicehot bath and go out for drinks later tonight. So you start walking to your car,and just as you...are about to get in, I grab you from behind, and cover yourmouth. You try to bite my hand, but all you get is some rough forcing into yourcar. Hidden in my back pocket are a pair of cuffs, which I force on to yourwrists, before you have a chance to do anything, and a gag, which quicklysilences the last of your protests. I roughly push you into. As long as we were down here in the buried bunkers, I couldn’t see that we would need any more protection than that.The little transportation vehicle that we had been using was still just outside our door, so we were ready to go as soon as we stepped out into the corridor. We climbed in, and Karen selected a destination on the far side of the city. She said that it seemed to her from the writing on the map to be a manufacturing point for family games. She was interested in that because she. She sat, and the Indian wandered off somewhere. Essco stood and approached her.“Good morning, my dear. I’m Professor William Essco. I hope you are enjoying your stay with us. If you ever need an escort, I would be more than willing to show you around,” he told her pompously.Vera looked at the man. He gave her the creeps and reminded her of her father’s lecherous friends. But one must be polite. “Thank you, Sir. I have indeed enjoyed my stay so far. Do you ride?”“Ride?” Essco said not sure what. There are other people here. Others hidden between the shadows, waiting to catch me between the darkened halls where I'll be taken to some hellish no where. My mind tries desperately to concentrate on any given light source, and hope it leads to sanctuary. In the smallest of light I can see bare flickers coming through the bottom of a door. The door is small and adjascent to the wall to my immediate left. The dark is so consuming it makes my skin taut from the thought that there's certainly.