I jerked awake from the strange dream. I sat up quickly, my vision blurry, and my body heavy. What was up with that strange dream...? I blinked a few times... was... I sleeping on the ground? It was the only real explanation for the hardness beneath me instead of my usual soft bed... did I roll off...? I rubbed the bleariness from my eyes and my mind slowly began to catch up with the reality around me. "T-This... this isn't my room...!" My heart began pounding wildly.
Where was I? The last thing I remembered had just finished getting ready for bed. I had double checked the doors and windows, ensuring that they had been locked. Then, I just laid in my bed and drifted off to sleep, nothing eventful had happened, right? No... nothing happened... then how...? Was... I drugged? How did they manage that then...? I felt perfectly normal up until that point... did... they manage to knock me out just as I was stirring...? I'll have to figure that out later... I need to figure out where I am and how I can get home.
I swung my legs over the slab and finally took a good look at the area. The place that I was sleeping... it was a stone slab, surrounded by candles. It appeared that I was on an altar. "God... were they going to sacrifice me...?" It appeared that the altar was in a cave of some sort. I worried momentarily about the rough floors, no doubt covered with sharp pebbles and rocks that would cut my feet, but that's when I noticed that I was dressed differently than how I went to bed... I was no longer only clad in a plain white t-shirt and gray sweatpants, rather I was in my usual attire. My black pants, black and white running shoes, black t-shirt, and white short sleeve button down shirt.
"They dressed me? Why?!" I felt momentarily violated and a little gross that some strangers had actually stripped me down and dressed me while I was sleeping... however, the pressing need to get out of here before whoever took me here returned and decided to chop me to bits for whatever sick twisted ritual they had in mind. I noticed that they had even left things in my pockets... why? Why go through all of this? Kidnap me, dress me, drag me to some cave, put me on an altar, but leave me completely unrestrained, with some of my usual items on top of it all?
I dug through my pockets and produced my cell phone, a simple black flip phone with a sword charm dangling off of it, a bit of an older model, but it worked perfectly fine for me. Unfortunately, I couldn't get a signal, it wasn't that surprising, just frustrating, I was in a cave after all, I could be several feet beneath ground, the signal was obviously blocked. My wallet, just a simple brown leather one, all of my cash and cards are still inside, so robbery wasn't a motivation... but of course at this point I couldn't for well say what possible motivation for all of this would be. My pocket flashlight, a simple black flashlight in the case of emergencies or dark areas, I made sure to carry one wherever I went. Finally, a blue pocket knife, I always carried it with me in case I ever needed to protect myself... Definitely something that you wouldn't want to let your captive keep on their person, especially if you leave him unrestrained.
I put everything back into my pocket and got off of the slab. I was careful not to step on the candles beneath me. I could see the exit not too far away. No wonder that the rain and thunder was so clear... This wasn't going to be pretty, but what other choice did I have? I either go out and risk getting sick, or lost, or killed, or I stay here and wait for my kidnappers to come back and complete their little ritual. I stopped just at the mouth of the cave and gazed out to the distance, trying to see if maybe I could make something out through the storm, some signs of civilization, somewhere where I could get some assistance...
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