Chapter 4

Although these competitions lasted two days, for me it was the longest two days in my life.
Now I'm sitting on some bench chained to her. After he had killed the last of the loudspeakers, "My beloved, I am pleased to announce that the winner of the first Slave Games is Gwendolyn Ort." The floor below me returned to its original state, and the glass in the center of the arena disappeared from my eyes.
Then the guards came in and put on handcuffs and then led them to Dr. Barbie. There I was examined, washed and so on. And moments later, I landed on this bloody bench pinned to the cords. Again.
They did as the blondi said, "That's why I was healthy like a fish."
Also something for me.
When I got so upset in my mind, someone's hand touched my shoulder.
It was the hand of that traitor.
President.
Should not you be in the dressing room and get ready for the ceremony to cut your tongue? - He asked with a slight irritation.
He walked to the wall behind me and took off the key of the hook, opened the ticks that kept me tied, holding me at it all the time. Then he tied my hands to me with a thick rope and led me to the fitting room.
- We have ten minutes - hissed to a woman who, sitting behind a desk on which, lay a scrape of various materials and went out.
The woman was paying close attention.
It was only a moment before she remembered that we had little time because she got up from the place.
She walked me quickly and walked to the big closet, taking out a big bag from her. I was surprised at him thinking that they kept their clothes there. Eh, I'm going to put it on you. - accented with a French accent, it made me think what the reality was, what was I expecting?
Ball gowns?
 She stripped me to the broth (I still wonder how she did it so fast despite the ropes I had on her hands) and she set me up as she called the sack of penance.
Then she called the guard and smiled mockingly.
She opened her mouth when six Barbie guards came in and led me to the corridor.
They immediately set themselves up so that they formed a circle around me.
After about two minutes, Barbie screamed in a hysterical tone: "Stand"!
They all stood so suddenly that the rear escort hit me, tipping me over.
The blonde rushed up to me and helped me get up. I stared at her with astonishment.
As they are anyway.
You have to protect her tongue. I completely forgot about it. The president will kill me when something happens to her. - she threw herself.
Give me a minute - she asked.
The others looked confused.
Please, "she said.
After a moment, the whole six has cleared away. I opened my mouth to say something when she interrupted me:
You have to hurry.
After these words, she pressed the bag into my hand. It was only now that I realized that she had not had this bag with her. Did she plan everything?
But she pushed me into the hatch which was hidden behind an old tapestry and put a quick cut piece of wall back into place by cutting off my access to the light. I started rummaging through the bag in the dark and after a long time I pulled out, something flashlight shaped.
 I found a button and the consequence was that I had blinded myself. Moments later, when my eyes became accustomed to the twilight, I walked on all fours in front of me.
However, after a few meters, I hitched a bag, something and after a while I lay down in some stinking corridors. I tried slowly to get up without hesitation, but without success.
I rolled over again. When I tried to lift myself for the third time, I succeeded. In spite of the small space, I managed to get to sitting position. After a few minutes (as far as my place allowed) I folded the bag and put it into the bag. So I put on a short T-shirt, leggings that I found in my bag and hung over my shoulder, started to walk ahead. After two hours I spent walking on all fours, I stopped at the fork of the pipes. I cursed quietly under my breath. I chose this one on the right. After a short while, when I left the leg I saw that it was connected to the other way. Not looking that much longer on this fluorescent watch with protruding bags. I moved as long as my exhausted body allowed. After a few seconds I had fallen out of strength to stand up. After a while I heard some steps.
Please, let me in on the spot. I thought expecting the president's guards.
Nothing more wrong. Behind the corner (not from the side I was on, but on the other side) a muscular figure emerged. She grabbed me under my arms and started pulling me with me. I did not resist.
Let there be the will of heaven, with it always must agree. - I thought.
I had to sleep or faint because when I opened my eyes, I saw a man of medium height above me. He was muscular and all dressed in black except shoes. On his mighty shoulders was a black shirt with a collar. The sleeves were slightly rolled up and dark trousers from smooth material, with white glan legs with black stitches and laces. His short black hair was neatly combed and perfectly contrasted with his brown eyes and oval olive face.
- How are you? - He asked soft and warm voice.
- Who you are? - I stammered.
- You do not Recognise me? - He asked sadly and stroked my cheek.
I shook his hand confused. I shook my head.
- Harry Strep, Matt's twenty-year-old brother.
Hearing the name of my friend, I started to cry.
- I'm sorry I just pushed you a moment ago.
- It does not matter. - he murmured and sat down beside me on his bed.
He started to stroke my cheek again. I fell into this caress forgot about everything else. It was so good to me. After a while I stopped crying.
- Where did you come from? - I asked weakly.
He, however, noticed the faint tone of my voice, looked at me anxiously, then covered me with the blanket and said: You look so weak. Then I will tell you.
I did not argue with him, but I nodded. I just looked around the room where I was. It was a living room with a fireplace on the side, with a small table in the middle. At the table stood two chairs. On the other side of the living room was a huge bed on which I lay. Harry returned after a few minutes with a plate of warm soup and a glass of water. He pushed his chair with his leg and sat down beside the bed, laying down drinking on the floor. He started to feed me. With each sip, a nice wave of heat spread through my body. When I finished, he handed me a glass of water. I drank the contents of my soul.
 - And now, the time to answer your question. He left the kitchen table and back on his chair. - My family has decided to protect you, and the tunnels I found you are a secret passage that only my mother and my mother's friend know, - Lacey.
My head began to boil.
And that is our base, "he added, but seeing that I had gone silent.
"Lacey, is that a doctor?" "I asked.
He nodded nervously. I raised a questioning eyebrow.
- Lacey is your mother Gwen.

To be continued...