Wednesday, April 10, 2019

Night of terror


They lay on the floor.
Ropes tied their wrists 
and ankles.
Cloth around their eyes and in their mouths
were secured with tape.
Scared.
Helpless.
If they moved they were kicked. So they lay their
motionless.



The coach lay there in his ropes.
He listened to the boys gagged moans and grunts.
Fear grew in the pit of his stomach.


 They took Billy and strung him up, making a live video to his parents as they watched their son whimper and beg to be taken down.







And thus they stayed roped and taped through their night of terror until the ransom was paid.







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