Chapter 42: Escape I (1/2)

I opened my eyes slowly. It was dusky everywhere.

I couldn't seem to remember my ident.i.ty.

I felt something moist at the back of my head.

I reached my hand back to touch it. It stung.

Placing my hand under the dim light, I saw what seemed to be blood.

But because it was too dark, I could only hazard a guess from its texture.

It was clammy.

I started thinking about the events that might have led to this. Did someone strike me from the back?

Where was I? I surveyed my surroundings.

Dark, damp.

It seemed to be a sealed room.

I walked to the wall and knocked on it. It was extremely solid.

Who exactly locked me in here, I thought.

I started searching hard for pieces of memory.

Signing of doc.u.ments… was I an entrepreneur?

I could also visualize a bunch of students and a white chalk.

I saw myself sketching a little horse on the blackboard, clear and distinct.

The kids were cheering happily and I could hear them applauding.

Was I a teacher as well?

I pondered over it over.

So I'm a successful entrepreneur and in my free time, I teach art?

What happened to me, then?

I tried seeing if I had any valuables on me. I didn't because I was completely naked.

It was hard to determine my appearance based on touch alone, but when I looked down, I saw a beer belly.

Well, it seemed like I'm a fat boss.

It made sense since social drinking was essential for entrepreneurs.

Was the kidnapper after my money?

No.

I had to save myself.

Everything in my head was blurry so even if the kidnapper wanted a contact, I couldn't give it to him.

I inspected the walls closely with help from the dim light.

I was shocked to discover that this room was completely sealed. There wasn't any window at all.

In that case, I wasn't in an isolated house in a desolate area. It was likely that I was trapped in someone's bas.e.m.e.nt. It certainly explained the moisture and darkness.

I raised my head to find a dim incandescent light hanging off the ceiling.

This place was like a prison, specially constructed.

I sat on the ground and continued searching for clues in my head, and that was when my stomach started to growl.

I was hungry and most probably going to starve to death.

I heard the sounds of water dripping.

Following the source, I found a long water pipe.