Kidnapped FTM 2 by Simahoyo
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After Rory Graham left, I put my ear to the door, and heard household sounds. I eliminated it as an escape route, I stuffed my high heels into my waist band and climbed up to the window. It was dusk, and I could see bushes, a large lawn and not much else. I pulled open the window, climbed through and listened. No dog. I liked that. I scoped out the yard, and saw that the only light on was on the second floor. I took off quietly until I reached a country road.
Most people don't think of it, but if you walk down a road just after escaping being kidnapped, you are fairly likely to flag down your kidnapper or an accomplice. I looked for a path into the woods going away from the house I had just left, after I put my high heels back on. The moon as nearly full, and I have good night vision.. I walked for nearly half an hour, and found my first obstacle. There was a fence barring the path, and it was bristling with barbed wire.
"Merde!" I remembered getting caught in a barbed wire fence with some of my nanny's kids, as we tried to cross fields on a farm. It took both the nanny and the farmer what seemed like hours (I was four) to disentangle and free us. It turned out to be fortunate we got caught in the fenceāthe other field was home to a bull.
Over the years I had learned how to get through barbed wire, but I had the presence of mind to look for a bull in the woods. It was empty, so I stepped on the bottom wire, lifted the next one up to meet the top strand and carefully eased myself through. Then I gently moved the one I held down as I stepped off the bottom one. I'll admit I blew out my breath when I made it through.
"Water, then shelter, then food, " I reminded myself. I looked for willows or cattails, which both grow near water. I followed the path until it started to make a bend to the right, it was then that I saw pussy willows lined up. I went closer, and found a little brook. I also saw some animal prints where they had stopped to drink. I stooped and filled my hands. It was cold and tasty.
Shelter would be next. After living in Africa, my idea of shelter could be fairly basic. I saw a stone overhang, which could act as a narrow roof. There were dead trees, unfortunately rotten, and several thin saplings. Now the problem was how to get them down. I looked around for trash left behind, that might act as a chopping tool. There was nothing metal, not even a tin can. I switched to looking for flint, and was lucky enough to find a chunk nearly a foot long and as wide as my fist. I reminded myself that I needed to sleep, so I put dry grass and dead leaves under my rock overhang, used half of it to cover myself, and went to sleep.
By morning, I was hungry and in search of some cattails. I found some about half an hour later, pulled them out of the ground, and washed them downstream of where I was drinking from the brook..I ate some raw-tasteless. I also found a dip in the ground that I used a stick to open into a place for voiding and defecating.. There was plenty of grass nearby. On my way back, I discovered an old fire pit, and examined the area for any useful midden items. I was delighted to discover a whole lamb leg bone, nicely dried. Archeology 201 was going to come in handy now.
I looked at the sun, which by now was directly overhead. This meant I didn't have time to grind an axehead. I chipped off a flake of flint and used it to shape the bone into a flaking tool. It was funny how quickly my hands remembered how to make the flint core into an adze. The blade was sharp, but thick enough to last. I used it to cut an angled branch. There was a pine tree nearby, so I cut into it's bark waiting for pitch to ooze out. I wound it around a thin stick, and put it aside as I started a fire in the fire pit. The leaves from the cattails would act as a temporary fastener. I heated the pitch, fitted the stone into the handle, and glued the adze in place, wrapping it with cattail leaves. I left it to cool as I gathered long willow sticks with the flint chip. I spotted a birch tree, and peeled some bark. I had quite an armload when I finished.
I used the willow to make a wall by leaning it along my stone overhang.. I knew it would leak,which was why I had the bark.. I wove it to form a roof/wall and used maple leaves to patch any holes. The pitch did a great job. I used the last sheet of bark to fashion a water container, and used pitch to make it water tight. I filled it with water, and cut my cattails into pieces to boil. There were some small rocks I could use for the job, and I was getting hungry. As I ate my meal, I wondered what Jane would have to say about my dinner.
TBC
