The Collection - Chapter 3
Takara was walking back and forth in the room. She’d been there for 6 days in that yellow room. She would have thought it was a nice room, albeit a little monochromatic. Her bed was, of course yellow and its head was against one of the walls, right below it there was a hole that communicated to the next room, which was empty. To the right, there was a small table and two very comfortable sofas. Right in front of the bed, she could see the bathroom door. Yes, she would have thought it was a nice room if it weren’t for the tiny and insignificant fact that, she was chained to the fricking wall!
There were other women in other rooms. Apparently they all had different colors. Hers was yellow. She had awakened in a strange yellow bed staring a strange yellow ceiling and when she looked down she was wearing a strange yellow dress. It was fitted at the top with a bow at the back and it was flowy at the bottom. It kinda looked like a dress in one of those musicals from the 50’s or 60’s. She would have thought it was beautiful, if it hadn’t been a strange man who put it on her, after bathing her apparently, and if it hadn’t been for the fact that she was CHAINED TO THE FRICKING WALL!
The other women had been there longer that her. Much longer, and she didn’t understand how they could stand it. She supposed that the fact that they could talk to each other helped. It had helped her when she’d woken up.
But now she had another problem. The man had brought in her food and if Shigeko was right, and being the smartest she usually was, it was her turn with the drugged food. He didn’t hurt them. He bathed them, cleaned the room, changed the sheets and changed their clothes to apparently another dress similar to the one they had on.
She had considered not eating but Keiko had told her it wasn’t a good idea. Rin, the woman who had been there longer than any of them, had tried that at the beginning. The only result had been that she had starved herself and when she passed out, the man had come in, bathed her, cleaned the room, changed the sheets and changed her clothes to apparently another blue dress similar to the one she had had on. So she would be only hurting herself by not eating. And she was already very hungry. And it was her favorite, gyoza. It was always their favorite food when it was time for the drugs. Maybe it was to make it more difficult to resist. It didn’t matter, she didn’t want to eat. She could delay it a little longer. Maybe even pretend to pass out and try to escape? That hadn’t work for Rin, who apparently had tried everything to escape. It hadn’t work for Keiko either.
They had tried other ways of escaping, but the chain didn’t reach the door. They could walk around a little and even go to the bathroom, but that was all the length of the chain would allow. So trying to surprise him at the door wouldn’t work. Hiding wouldn’t work. He could see them and know if they’d eaten or not. Maybe….
“Just eat” it was Rin’s muffled voice. “You know it won’t accomplish anything to starve yourself. We all have to eat and we all do eventually. So stop pacing around and eat!”
Her stomach was cramping. She wouldn’t, she could hold on. She wouldn’t, she could hold on…
3 hours later Takara started eating.
1 ½ months later
Akane was walking down the street and decided to walk through the park; she had been given the afternoon off so she had a little time before the doctor’s appointment. As she was walking she heard a beautiful voice accompanied by a guitar. A few meters away a girl was singing and playing the guitar. A small crowd had formed around her. Akane walked closer and saw a pretty girl with an angel voice. And as she enjoyed the sweet melody she thought: “She’s beautiful. She actually looks like a doll.”
Same day, 1 hour later.
3:15PM
I’m walking down the park. I decided to leave the office early and go back to the house. I miss them and it’s time to take care of GREEN. I hear a voice. It’s singing …….. . I walk up to the small crowd around the voice and I see her. She has straight blond hair and she’s wearing a black hat, a black and silver necklace. On her right wrist she’s wearing a band with silver studs. Her large almond eyes are brown and have blue eye shadow and black eye liner. She’s playing a guitar so I can’t see the rest of her clothes but I know. I’m certain. She is PINK.
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