AN: Well, I'm going to rap this one up, not enough support gathered. Well, time to start on SR, RE, and SC now... Say bye to another story. If you want this to continue, send me an E-mail or IM me on AIM at Deathknight1166. Have fun reading some low-end piece of crap.

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Well, I'm in a room, blindfolded. Great. I have felt pokes and prods from a fingernail, but that's about it. I'm dangling from what I can perceive as Shackles. It's cold and I'm shirtless. My pants are intact, but I'm not sure if I can deal with the coldness and starvation anymore. It's been 2 weeks now without food or water. Cold. I can feel the coldness now... It's creeping up my legs and onto my chest. God... don't let it end like this in here... Help. It's at my neck now... I can feel it cut into my limbs. It hurts. Everything is starting to fade away... God, I know I'm not on your good list, but a little help is appreciated. HELP!!!!!!

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AAN: Thanks to all the people who responded via the internet. You guys are equivalent to... ZERO! Hope you guys had fun reading some piece of crap and getting a good wank off of it. To the people to approached me @ school, thanks.