Misterdoe's Fiction

Anyway, I went to the register, again with the hands squeezing and turning me to indicate where they wanted me to go. The unseen hands must have been emboldened by the apparent apathy of my fellow shoppers, because as the cashier rang up the first bundle of rope, a plastic bag opened by itself and [...]

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When the van parked, I was led into a Toys R Us. As I approached an empty shopping cart, it began rolling towards me. I grabbed it, where upon the hands holding me squeezed my biceps and led me inside. I took the squeeze to be some kind of warning.
The hands led me into the [...]

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The unseen hands made quick work of removing my outer clothes before dragging me into the shower, where I was held in place for a VERY COLD but very quick shower while I was still in my underwear. I was brought out onto the porch, still wet and still in my underwear, while my clothes [...]

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I ran a block or two more just to be sure, then ducked into a store and under a rack of clothing. As I hid there I realized that it was strangely quiet, not at all what I would expect inside a clothing store in the middle of the day, especially an air-conditioned store in [...]

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Somehow I managed to put a little room between me and the SuperSoakers, so I used it to my advantage by running through the back door and slamming it shut behind me. Right after the door slammed, I could hear banging against it, seemingly harder than the guns themselves would be able to manage without [...]

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