Waking: Bound
A drabble of 100 words
By December21st
Warnings: Violence
Elizabeth woke. Her head hurt. She was tied to a chair in a dusty storeroom. One of the scientists, a blonde man with vague eyes (what was his name?) stood nearby, watching her with unsettling intensity. He started talking quietly - about their love, how they were destined for each other. If he couldn't have her … Her blood ran cold when she saw the knife. He pressed against her, holding the cold blade to her throat. Then a spot of blood appeared just over his left eye, the knife clattering from his lifeless hand as John lowered his gun.