From alt.pub.dragons-inn Wed Jun 15 17:52:30 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7408 Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!spool.mu.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!news.cac.psu.edu!psuvm!asg102 Organization: Penn State University Date: Wed, 15 Jun 1994 09:26:01 EDT From: The Dreamer Message-ID: <94166.092601ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu> Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [Kidnap] Mind Games Lines: 84 WHGB: The three would-be kidnappers have split up to gather information. In the Low City, Kim is stopped by a beautiful woman who leads him into a nearby building. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+- ...And what started as a fantasy would end as a nightmare. As soon as Kim went through the doorway, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. Then, darkness. When he woke, he found himself lying on the floor, tightly bound. Something that tasted like sawdust was stuffed in his mouth. The sack over his head prevented him from seeing his surroundings although some light did filter through the burlap cloth. He heard the woman's voice again, but this time it carried a rough edge. "Good, you're awake. I need some information about an old friend of mine. Sorry, but this *is* going to hurt quite a bit I'm afraid." Kim tried to get his hands free of the fine cord that bound them behind his back, but there was no slack. Whoever this woman was, she certainly knew how to tie some solid knots. "Don't put up a fight ... it's pointless. It will only cause more damage and waste my time. Now, let me into your mind..." A moment later, Kim felt a pressure building, as if someone was trying to push their fingers through his temples. In panic, he tried to push back. He gasped in pain as the feeling turned into a burning, tearing sensation. "I told you not to fight it. Did you lsisten? No. They never listen. I don't know why I bother. That's okay, I like pain. It's a hobby of mine." Kim nearly passed out as the burning increased. It felt like someone had poured a bucket of smoldering embers into his skull. Still, he resisted, finding the fear of losing control equal to the pain of opposition. It was a losing battle, but Kim fought on, just as a man will fight for his last few breaths while Death stands patiently beside his bed. When he couldn't stand it anymore, he broke and gave in to her will. Immediately, images began flashing through his head. He saw everything that happened to him in the last few days, from his meeting at the theves' coven to the exchange with the fishmonger. As this woman stole Kim's memories, all he could do was lie there helpless. It was unbearable, yet there was *nothing* he could do to stop her. Holding on to the images was like trying to hold back lava with your hands. Even as the flood stopped, the burning remained. "Thanks kid. Now if you will excuse me, I have a meeting to to attend ... and then a party." Kim heard the sounds of retreating footsteps and a closing door, but none of it registered. He lay and wimpered ... understanding what it is like to be raped. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+- A young man entered the Spitting Cobra and looked around the room. He caught the eye of Trawm who came over and whispered, "Hiya Kim. Yer just in time fer da meetin'. I'm gettin' off my shift now, but Brent ain't here yet. I hope ya found out somethin' useful 'cause dis kidnappin' ain't gonna be as easy as we thought." -+-+-+-+-+-+-+- Love and Peace and Interrogation, -The Dreamer- ADMIN: Copyright 1994 by The Dreamer. Kim is property of Ben Gerber who seems to have disappeared off the face of the Earth. Until his return, Kim is in my care. All rights reserved except for the usual net.distribution and archiving stuff. ADMIN2: If anyone gets confused along the way about who is planning to do what to whom, e-mail me. Some of the plot lines here have been developing over the last 2+ years.