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his knees, and
then pulled me up alongside him, steadying me on my feet. “I hope the game’s over
now darling. Because I only give three lives and this is your third. Try
anything stupid again and the next thing you’ll see will be your own blood.” With
that life-threatening warning, he lifted me on his shoulders and carried me to his
room tossing me on the bed.
    Stupid!! Stupid me!! I should
have been more careful. You call yourself an engineer-in-the-making Janet!! You
certainly don’t act like one. Couldn’t you grab a knife or something? I eyed his
gun warily. Can’t he just live without his gun for a moment? That would make my
work much easier here.
    I eyed the bathroom door
and thought of that small window. No!! No more silly moves. I’d have to wait till
we got out of there for my next opportunity.
    Mr. Monster was packing
a blue duffel bag. Now that my mind was working a little better, I noticed he was
wearing black jeans and a light blue shirt, fitting him just right over every rippled
muscle. I shrugged, immediately. Ugh….
    “What is it with you and
blue? Is it some sort of good luck charm or something?”
    “Are you sane now?” He asked
reprovingly.
    “Look Angel, I don’t
think in the slightest that making friendly conversation with me will help your
cause in any way. So STOP improvising.” He replied in an angry tone.
    “Improvising is the first
thing a science student learns. We’ve got to improvise on everything; otherwise
no experiment will give proper inference.” I had made a valid point.
    He snorted, “What is it
with you and science? I’ve been informed about your obsession.”
    “Passion, not obsession”
I retorted.
    He wagged his index finger
at me, “I don’t give a damn about your passion or obsession. I have given
you a lot freedom. From now on, you won’t speak unless I ask you to, and you’ll
behave. Because if you don’t; you won’t be left with any time to even regret your
foolish actions.”
    On this happy note, he took
a black cloth and blindfolded me. I didn’t resist, knowing it’d only make my position
worse. There was no way out of this, at least for now, until the weapon was
forced out of his hand. If only I could get a gun somehow…
    After a few minutes, he
pulled me up on my feet and dragged me out of the room and the house. I waited for
him to open the passenger door of our ride; instead I heard a familiar hum.
    “Hop on.” He ordered.
    I was confused. “Um…. With
all due respect, if I have permission to speak; may I ask where to hop on? You know
with my line of vision hindered and all, I don’t follow.”
    I swear I heard an amused
laugh nearby. The next moment, I wasn’t blinded anymore. I gasped in surprise. In
front of me stood a brand new Honda Neo bike, shining in its glory. Mr. Monster
urged me forward and then again blindfolded me.
    “Hey,” I protested. “You
can’t possibly assume that I’d sit on a bike blindfolded; besides anyone can see
me like this.” Silly me!! Why did I have to give him the idea? I should have
let him make his way, and then there might have been the possibility of someone
reporting this to the police. I mentally cursed myself.
    “Don’t worry about technicalities, Angel . You’ll be wearing a helmet anyway.” As if on cue, a helmet was placed
on my head. “Now, hop on.”
    I climbed in the back defiantly,
hesitatingly placing my hands on his shoulders. “How will you know which direction
to go? I don’t suppose there’s GPS installed here.”
    “I don’t need a GPS to wander
in my own country. I know every nook and cranny.” He replied egotistically.
    “By the way, did you know
that the GPS system works on the principle of Einstein’s theory of relativity, which
actually has two theories: one for general relativity and the other for special
relativity? Special relativity states that when …..”
    “Suck it up. If you keep
enlightening my mind with your stupid theories, I swear I’ll silence