Literature
Trapped are the Guilty cont
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8:00 AM
Oliver awoke from his induced sleep with a headache. Upon glancing at the clock, he cursed. That experiment had eaten not only yesterday's time, but a solid portion of this morning as well. He rose slowly from the futon, ensuring that he would not get vertigo, fall over, and have to start the task of standing all over again. Once on his feet, he zeroed in on his surroundings once more. As he expected, his chair was there, telling him that his captor had held up her promise of luxuries he might have missed.
Bypassing the chair completely, he moved to exit the room he had been given. He mentally ran through a list of 'acceptable' acti