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Dark Minds – Chapter I “Lucas”

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As promised, here it is. The first “repost” after being published by SLGoth of “Dark Minds” in case you did not get your hands on a copy or would rather have it here for easy access.

Chapter I – Lucas

Many people assume that the ability to succeed or fail in life is directly influenced by our own choices, and despite this being partially true, what is one to do when the choices you make obey nothing other than a simple and basic instinct of survival? It may seem simpler to decide upon the right choices and make a decent living, when you don’t have to spend every second looking over your shoulder since you can recall, and that had sadly always been the case for Lucas.

Trapped in the nailed-shut smelly wooden crate whilst bound and gagged, his own blood trickling down his arms and chest, Lucas started reminiscing in a desperate attempt to keep a hold of his sanity; one could usually be sure to rely on his short temper, Lucas had always been the curious type and it was for him a lot easier to act first and ask questions later.

His grandmother the only family he had, who despite her drinking problem had always ensured there was food on the table and a roof over his head, but that was as far as her parenting had gone. Lucas had to grow up fast and learn to look after himself the best way he knew how, the street and his friends being the teacher; they had gone from petty theft to more ambitious projects as years went by, Lucas always bragging how they had never been caught since they started when he was fifteen.

The bank heist had been his idea, the one job which would ensure, if done right, he would never have to spend the rest of his days looking over his shoulder, he chuckled at this thought as he started coughing up blood. Everything had been carefully planned for months, studied the bank’s layout and the staff’s routine, they even had gone as far as having a guy on the inside, but that fateful day nothing had gone as planned and Lucas found himself running from the cops in his late twenties, for the first time.

I need to get out of here, this can’t be the end of it” he thought to himself, closing his eyes trying to focus on the sounds around him; anyLucas2 other person in his position would have given up to despair but that wasn’t him

“I been worse, at least I am still alive” he mumbled as he once again tried to gather his strength to loosen the ropes carefully tied to his wrists and ankles, freezing as he heard footsteps approach.

Accompanied now only by the sound of his own ragged breathing, he heard his captor as he slowly caressed the wooden box and whispered to it with a strange European accent he could not quite identify:

“This will be a lot easier on you my dear Lucas, if you stop struggling and cooperate. I could keep you in there for as long as I want, as I am assuming you do not wish to be found” stated his captor

“Fuck you” muttered Lucas in one last act of defiance

As the box suddenly flung open, he felt two cold hands grabbing his neck and lifting him in the air as a ragged doll, his captor pulling him close so his mouth laid close to his ear as he whispered

“There is no room for foul language Lucas, but I will make sure I beat the fight out of you, we have plenty of time” added the voice calmly

Feeling then a sharp pain in his neck that quickly knocked him unconscious…

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