Fuzzy light was visible as I tried to open my eyes. Eventually everything swam into focus and I blinked, looking around. I was also very much unable to move easily
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I heard the ruckus as I was leaving. I had dropped in to talk to the kid that I started the bonfire with out in the city earlier today, but it didn't seem like he was home, so, I had planned on leaving and stopping back later when I heard the noise in the back room.
Sounded like someone thrashing about.
Now, it's always bad to just stick your head into dark cabinets. Believe me, I know.
That's how I lost a hand.
But something compelled me to look, and if there were zombies in the backroom, then these military screwheads didn't do their job securing this place.
As I open the door a body comes flying forward onto the floor...
I'd just about had enough of being stuck in here so I took a running...er, well, hopping jump at the door and...it opened before I even touched it. Floor meets chest, chest makes reunion with pain.
"What in the HELL?"
I roll over and look up.
"Hey...um...a little help? Just a little, nothing too strenuous or time consuming"
I forced myself to a seated position. If only they hadn't used so many chains. It's like that thing where you snap a twig, put the pieces together and snap those, then again, and again, pretty soon it's like nigh impossible.
"Thanks for opening the door by the way...that was the second thing on my list"
I shook the chains off myself and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Trust me, I've heard of much weirder things than chainsaws for hands. Thanks for helping out...not really a testament to having super strength really if you can't break out of that"
I wiggled my arm and it popped slightly.
"Hmm, I'm sure that's a good thing, it means it's back where it should be"
I looked back to the...formerly-hand-posessed guy.
"Hi...my name's Michael...I'd shake your hand but...y'know"
Sometimes my chipper nature gets in the way of the thought processes of my brain and I end up saying stuff that can either be seen as a joke or really really insulting. I hope it wasn't the latter.
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Sounded like someone thrashing about.
Now, it's always bad to just stick your head into dark cabinets. Believe me, I know.
That's how I lost a hand.
But something compelled me to look, and if there were zombies in the backroom, then these military screwheads didn't do their job securing this place.
As I open the door a body comes flying forward onto the floor...
...wrapped in chains.
"What in the HELL?"
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"What in the HELL?"
I roll over and look up.
"Hey...um...a little help? Just a little, nothing too strenuous or time consuming"
I forced myself to a seated position. If only they hadn't used so many chains. It's like that thing where you snap a twig, put the pieces together and snap those, then again, and again, pretty soon it's like nigh impossible.
"Thanks for opening the door by the way...that was the second thing on my list"
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He was tied up.
...in wallet chains.
"You have GOT to be kidding me."
I lean over and start unclasping the hooks.
"Sorry this is taking so long, but the boys in green commandeered my good hand."
I hold up the stub that is...was?...my right hand.
The kid looks a little horrified, and I grin.
"Just kidding, the government didn't take my hand. I had to cut it off myself when it was possessed. They just took my chainsaw."
I release the final clasp on the chains, freeing him, and stand upright.
"Though, I'm sure that's not much more of a comfort."
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"Trust me, I've heard of much weirder things than chainsaws for hands. Thanks for helping out...not really a testament to having super strength really if you can't break out of that"
I wiggled my arm and it popped slightly.
"Hmm, I'm sure that's a good thing, it means it's back where it should be"
I looked back to the...formerly-hand-posessed guy.
"Hi...my name's Michael...I'd shake your hand but...y'know"
Sometimes my chipper nature gets in the way of the thought processes of my brain and I end up saying stuff that can either be seen as a joke or really really insulting. I hope it wasn't the latter.
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