Kenopsia - Chapter 56: Chapter 56

I don't know how long I struggled with the knot before I tugged a piece of it looser then the rest, it took some time to get more progress but I did do it.
"Fuck." I hissed, one of my arms covered in my own puke from having laid in it to reach back easier to the knot, I was growing cold as the cellar was freezing almost plus I finally could spit out the disgusting tasting cloth.
I sighed softly, wondering how the hell I'll free myself more before a scary idea came to my mind... When I was younger I had fallen and dislocated my thumb.
Is.... Is it worth trying to purposefully do it? What if I break it? What if I can't fix it? What if my hand still won't fit through the cuff?
"Hey... Girly to my right... Scoot over... Maybe I can undo your gag." I said, hoping she was awake and I heard metal rubbing against metal with relief.... I must rely on whatever ally I can have in this world to escape this death sentence, we'll just go different ways after this is over.
"Okay one tap is yes two is no, any outdoors, boy scouts or some wilderness training?" I asked, shifting around, crouching as I moved around the pole I was tied too, not having the range of motion she seemed to have, probably tied to one of the horizontal beams.
I got one tap.
"Do you know how to fix dislocations? That's my foot." I said, accidentally kicking her as I couldn't use my hands to feel around as I sat on my ass, using my foot to feel how close she was. "I need you to lower your head, I can't reach up that high." I got the tap for my question slightly easing my nerves in trying my loose bullet of an idea.
"Can't you reach down?" I got to taps, I guess with my hand tied near the ground and hers up over her head made it impossible for her to near my hands. "Turn around, cheek to the wall with your back towards me." I heard shuffling. "And sorry if I drool on your hair." I was blind in the dark so we knocked heads but with my cheek stuck to it and rubbing it against her head I located the knot and bite a piece of it, pulling.
It was much easier to loosen then my own had been.
"Thank..." A meek and raspy voice said from the lack of water.
"Yeah, now I can try dislocating my left thumb, I did it a lot when I was younger, dear devil and a lefty but it was like ten years ago, are you sure you can help me fix my hand?"
"Yeah yeah I said... Well tapped out that I could." Don't start with the sass.... I am not in the mood.
"Okay." I took a deep breath, grabbing my thumb and pressing it under the metal piece blocking my way up, pressing in the joint at the base of my thumb.
I took a deep breath, sweat already on my forehead and I have yet to do anything.
I got in a crouch and stood up, bent in half as my hands grew sweaty.
I bit on my tongue, come on you are not dying here! I yanked myself up.
"Fuck!" I yelled, feeling the movement and I wondered for a second it I broke my hand before it was all numb right away but feeling it up the bones seemed fine.
I tried to pull my hand out but my wrist was still slightly too wide, stopping halfway off.
I put a foot in the chain around the cuff and stepped on it with my weight and yanked.
My hand was yanked free and blood filled my mouth I was biting so hard to not scream, having felt the skin ripped off by my act. It felt like pieces of skin were flapping against the layers underneath as I shook my hand slightly, hopping to ease the pain but making it worst.
I stood up, cradling my hand.
"Now fix it so I can get us out."
"What? Can't you do it yourself, you seem very capable."
"Do it." I said, feeling up her arms and finding her hands and holding my injured one into them.
"You could ask nicely, this is easy to fix you know?" I felt her grab and, with the help of the metal pipe as leverage I felt another yank and the numbness turned to soreness as I felt my thumb being able to move again, put in place.
"I'll be back with the keys." I took the cuff and cuffed the second on around my right one too, both of them being around one wrist, it flinging around without control is not good so this will have to do for now.
I felt around until I found the bottom of the folded up stairs.
I grabbed on and yanked hard, breaking the old hinges and making it unfold and smash down on my right foot.
"Motherfucker." I hissed, now my foot hurting too.... At least it kept it from making noise.
My hand was really painful but I need to do this now.
I took a few steps up and pushed my hand on the trapdoor.
I felt it not open so I climbed higher so my back was against it and pushed with my back, hearing a tiny metal piece popping not holding the pressure.
I carefully climbed out and closed the door, sorry but I don't know where Ed is, I can't risk him seeing the trap is open, I even replaced the carpet over it.
I tiptoed out, it was the night but up here the moonlight let me see, so that's why it was so cold down there... I think the sunrise in for in an hour or two.
I opened the draws and cupboards until I found my gun next to the bowls and grabbing it, checking if it had bullets in it but almost dropping the magazine when it hit my palm, that part was not hurt but it shot fire through my flesh sparking more pain, I reloaded it by balancing it on the counter and putting the gun over it.
I crept up the stairs and to his room.
I frowned, remembering the nice old man I got to know, why to I always lose everyone?
I aimed at the sleeping man, this world turned you in a monster, love blinded you to what your wife became and you killed humans to feed her, to feed yourself.
I gulped, I hope you can meet her in the afterlife and have a good time.
I took a deep breath, it is time to end this madness so.... Goodnight Ed.... It was nice to know you.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
I frowned, having shot the head, two of these bullets having been been to make sure he wouldn't survive the first one and suffer.
I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his head.
I grabbed the key ring I spotted and left the room, closing it.
I went downstairs and first opened what he had called the storage locker and after lighting a candle, my stuff and others were indeed there.
I only grabbed my stuff before going to the husk's chamber and opening it.
Bang.
Your welcome Pamela.... Now run, join your husband away from the pain.
My hand was just getting worst, throbbing with constant distracting pain, making me want to throw up again.
I still went to the trapdoor and brought a candle along.
"Oh I thought you forgot about me."
"Don't taunt me." I climbed down and unlocked the girl first.
I turned away as she rubbed her wrists as she sat on her ass.
I looked at the men with a frown.
Bang.
Bang.
"Wow dude why did you do tha--" I pointed my gun at her.
"Shut up, this was mercy for them, neither would have survived much longer... Now grab your stuff and leave before I kill you too."
"Chill hey I am not the enemy."
"Leave! Now!"
I watched her run out and up to get away.
I climbed out and just walked away from the scene.
"Let me never see you again." I hissed, slamming the front door closed behind me to cut the girl's sight away from me.
I marched through the wheat tunnel and too my bike with all my stuff despite the vertigo.
I watched at the messed up skin on the back of my hand, holes and flaps of skin torn up from how I yanked my hand out with my whole hand red from the blood pooling out.
I frowned at the blood trail before pedaling my bike away.
I tried to focus but I needed to slow the bike, my vision doubling and I was still far from Rain-point.
A rock or something made the fore wheel bump and before I knew what happened I was one the ground, in more pain then before.
I am tired.... A nap can't hurt...