Ace of Spades

Chapter 55 – Shadow Skinner Part 3

Shadow's POV

"Ughhhhh." I moaned as I opened my eyes to see I was still upside down.

Gently ever lifting up my head I widened my eyes to see Decker on the toilet. I rested my eyes on the inside of his body.

"Jesus Christ!" I shouted as there was blood everywhere.

Decker was torn from his upper chest all the way down to his gut. Everything was missing. Everything.

In fear of me being next I went to move my hands to again panic as I brought them up to my eyes.

"Oh my god!" I shouted with blood dripping from my mouth as I rested my eyes on a large nail sent through both my palms connecting my hands together. I couldn't move them what so ever.

Quickly looking up at my legs I noticed two things.

One my whole chest was shaved and my feet had a nail in them as well.

In fear of the sick man finding me awake I went to move when I felt something move between my fingers.

Immediately looking down I saw a scalpel resting in my fingers. In reaction I looked up to remember Decker passing it to me when that crazy old man stabbed him.

I had to get these locks off the ropes and fast before it's too late and I become an experiment for his dinner.

Trying my hardest I began to gently and very carefully move the sharp end of the scalpel towards my grip.

"Come on!" I begged as I stopped just realizing something.

"My claws! Where the fuck are they!?" I asked myself as I looked around the room to see a large bucket.

With shock and anger all my claws laid down in the bloody bucket.

"That fucker took my claws!?" I asked in rage and tears as I attempted to continue.

Trying to remain calm I softly pushed the blade up enough till the end stuck out from my hands.

With the blade shaking I pushed up with my nailed hands and stuck it into the padlock's hole.

"Please!" I begged as I twisted it to the right.

"Click!"

My eyes showed hope as the lock let go of the rope.

Feeling some salvation I tried my hardest to push the lock up so that it wouldn't fall and generate a huge bang. Cause if that happens the man will be back and he'll kill me.

Thrusting my hands up carefully I managed to get the lock to land on my neck. God did it nearly gut me of breath.

Balancing the lock I looked around for a place for it to land.

Looking directly below me I saw the rag that covered my hands had fallen.

"Please be enough padding!" I begged it as I twisted my neck to the side letting the lock slip and fall through the air.

Praying to god it wouldn't be loud I began to hear water.

Looking up as the lock landed I shut my eyes cause it was loud enough.

Hearing the water stop I went silent hoping he didn't hear me.

Dan Skinner's POV

Washing my plate I stopped the water as I thought I heard a bang.

"I guess it was nothing." I said to myself as I looked down at my side to see some blood coming out still.

"Guess I should fix you up huh?" I asked myself as I smiled wiping what was left of lunch off my mouth.

Slowly going into the living room I took the emergency kit off the wall and opened it to begin treating my wound.

The last thing I want is to die of an infection.

Shadow's POV

Hearing the TV go on I began to go for the ropes that restrained my hands.

Carefully turning the blade over to it's side I began to edge it under the rope. Beginning to cut my way out I knew this was going to need force.

In all my will to live I pushed on the blade and began to cut as hard and as fast as I could go.

The rope was cheap thank god.

"Snap!"

In happiness the rope broke and slipped off down to the floor.

As it relieved my hands I noticed they had cut through my skin with it's force.

This nail was still in my hands, I had to keep going.

Looking up I saw my feet and their locks.

"Time to see if my work outs paid off." I said to myself as I lifted the upper half of my torso up to my feet.

In fear of my spine breaking I had to keep going.

Sticking the blade in the lock I turned and stuck my tongue out the side of my mouth as the mechanism turned.

"Click!"

Grabbing the lock I bent back down letting the lock land next to the other. The sound of the TV drained it's bang out for anyone to hear.

Taking a breath I bent back down and had my mouth wide open begging for freedom.

Now feeling nearly there I looked to still see the last padlock that held me to this shower railing.

Reaching for it I pushed myself past my points of giving up and stuck it in the hole to begin turning madly.

"Click!"

Bending down I let out huge breaths to widen my eyes in fear as the lock came flying downward onto the tile floor.

"BANG!"

Dan Skinner's POV

"BANG!"

Looking up and I asked myself.

"What was that?"

Shadow's POV

With my bloody teeth showing in fear I listened as the man began to approach the bathroom from outside.

"Please don't!" I begged in my fucked up mind as I heard him stop.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Dan Skinner's POV

Stopping to look back at my door I asked.

"Who's there!?"

"Girl Scouts!" I heard a few young girls shout as I let out a loud breath of hot air.

Walking to the door I opened it to see three young foxes holding cookies.

"Hey girls!" I shouted with a smile as they asked.

"We're out selling cookies for our troop and we wanted to know if you were interested in buying a box?"

Smiling I replied.

"I'm sorry I'm not interested."

Giving me a sad look they asked.

"Are you sure sir? This would help a lot."

Shadow's POV

"Oh thank god for girl scouts!" I shouted as I went to cut the rope that held me up.

Cutting as fast as I could I chopped and chopped as the rope began to dwindle.

"Snap!"

In the thought of falling I held my breath and showed my teeth as my back slammed on the blood covered floor.

Hitting hard I rolled on my back as the nails were all that was left in me.

The pain of my spine cracking I looked to the sink to see a hammer waiting on the top.

In tears now from the pain I began to crawl for it.

Getting covered in blood from Decker's horrible position, I slid under the sink and attempted to get on my knees.

Holding my breath from screaming out loud I reached up with both hands and inched the hammer forward till it entered my fingers.

"Come on!" I begged as I went back on my back to try and raise the ass end of it to my left palm.

Feeling the nail destroying the inside of my hand, I began grinding my teeth as I slipped the nail remover on the head of the nail.

With no way of pushing down on the hammer I crawled to the wall and pushed the end against it.

Taking a huge gasp in I began to cry in fear of the pain.

"I have to do it!" I said to myself as I shut my eyes.

In all my strength I went up and watched as the nail slowly made it's way out of my right hand.

Tears poured out from my eyes as I used my newly free hand to get the rest out of my left.

Tossing the nail down I let out my pain and quickly sat up to go for the one left in my foot.

Placing the hammer on the nail head I pulled and screamed slightly as it sailed out across the room and into the corner.

Spreading my legs in relief I cried like I never cried before, trying to listen to the man outside this room.

Dan Skinner's POV

"I don't want any girls. I'm sorry but go bother someone else please." I begged as they asked yet again.

"Are you sure mister!? We have thin mints!"

Letting out a huge breath I went into my pocket to smile.

"How much?" I asked as they replied.

"Ten dollars!"

Smiling I pulled out my hand to give them the middle finger.

"Fuck you! Now be gone! BANG!"

Slamming the door on their faces I let out a breath and turned to go back to watching TV and cleaning my wound.

Shadow's POV

Rolling to my chest I looked for the nearest weapon to find a knife.

Taking it off the sink counter I looked back at my dead friend.

"God damn it!" I whispered to myself as I stared at his corpse.

Standing just barely I went for his clothes that rested in a pile next to his left hand.

Finding his jeans, I reached inside to find his cell.

"Yes!" I shouted as I opened it up to dial Jon's number.

"Ring! Ring! Come on Jon." I whispered yet again as it kept going.

"Ring! Ring!"

Jon's POV

Holding Danielle close to my body I continued to thrust into her wet body as she moaned my name.

"Oh Jon!"

Wrapping my arms around her back I pinned her on the bed and went harder and faster.

As I tried to enjoy myself my phone went off.

"Ring! Ring!"

Looking over to the side of the bed I said.

"I better get that."

Watching as she grabbed the phone she looked at the number and said.

"It's an unknown number. Probably just as study or something dumb like that."

Shaking my head I took the phone as it continued to ring and replied.

"If it's a test then I'll ace it for you love."

Smiling as I answered the phone I sat off her skinny body and said.

"Hello?"

"Jon! Is that you!?" I heard someone whisper as I got concerned.

"Sharpe is that you?" I asked as he replied.

"Jon I need you man!"

"What's wrong bro you sound scared?" I asked in worry as I sat on the side of the bed now.

"I'm trapped in an apartment on Lexington with a serial killer man! He killed my friend already and I'm next!" He stated in tears it sounded like as I stood up to toss on my clothes.

"What are you talking about Sharpe!?"

"He had me hung up by the shower railing dude! I just picked the locks he held me with and I need help! Please!?" Begged Sharpe as I asked.

"Alright I'm coming! Where are you exactly!?"

"In the apartment block on Lexington Avenue! Apartment 203! Please hurry man I can't last much longer!" Stated Sharpe as I grabbed my gun off the counter and tossed on my red bandana.

"I'm coming right now Sharpe just hold on! I'll be there in five minutes!" I stated as Roland saw me rushing through the building and to the door.

As I waited for a response the line went dead.

"Sharp!? SHARPE!?" I shouted as Roland stopped me.

"What's going on?" He wondered as I opened the door leading outside.

"Sharpe is in some serious shit! We have to go get him!"

Nodding Roland armed himself and jumped into the nearest car we had.

Hitting the gas we drove for our friend.

Shadow's POV

Holding the phone in his hands the old man stared down at me with Decker's gun in my face.

"You're in so much trouble son." He stated as he gripped the trigger.