"The Cage" - Chilling Tales for Dark Nights
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Chilling Tales for Dark Nights — A Horror Fiction Anthology and Scary Stories Series Podcast
1h 3m
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7 chapters
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Why does Zella return to the prison where her captor is held?
Hey, hey. Jos mä saisin valita, OP koti myysi meidän kodinsa. Miksi? Tämä oli vasta mun neljäs esittely. Mä tunnen, että se pariskunta tekee tarjouksen, ehkä.
Jätä asunnon myynti OP-kodin kiinteistön välittäjän huoleksi. Saat tutkitusti parasta asiantuntemusta paikallisista asuntomarkkinoista. Tutkimuslähteenä Suomi tänään kiinteistön välitystutkimus 2025. HP on hyvä valinta elämäsi tilanteisiin. Ettehän te nyt voi toimia niin, että teillä valtavat valikoimat, mutta halvimmat hinnat. Kyllä voidaan. No niin,hän te kyllä tottahan toikin kyllä, että voitte. Todellisuudessa? Joo. Prisma. Iso valikoima. Pienet hinnat.
Biting my cheek, I glance up at the clock on the wall. The minute hand crawls out from behind one of the bars protecting its face. Quarter till three. The lead ball that's been sitting in my chest since Mariana dropped me off falls to my gut, and I go back to watching my feet. A six-hour drive. One way. I know she thinks this is a horrible idea, but she brought me anyway. Didn't even hesitate. I guess she's still beating herself up. The thought makes my palms sweat. I bend forward and peer past the guard station to the chain link fence topped with razor wire. No one would blame me. I have every reason in the world to get up and just walk away. I stare out through the fence to the low, grass-covered hills beyond.
There's nothing keeping me here. Well, nothing physical, anyway. I rub the runes burned into my wrists, last moments of his trial playing through my mind. The way the vein in Dad's temple throbbed when he screamed, the way his voice shook. The tears on his cheeks when he shouted. How he hoped the other prisoners would do the same to him. Or at least what Dad thought he did to me. But he didn't have a clue. Not really. It's what he said that haunts me. He, my captor, my master It changes nothing, he smiled. The choice was hers, and what is past cannot be undone. Tears sting my eyes and my throat clenches shut. I shouldn't be here. I know I shouldn't. But I couldn't stay away. I can't explain why, not in a way anyone's been able to understand.
I'm not sure I do. I wipe my palms dry on my jeans. No, that's not true. I do know. I need to know I'm not crazy. I need to prove to myself he doesn't own me. That I'm still me, still Zella, and not a pawn in his sick game. I just hope I'm right. I glance up at the clock, but it hasn't changed. This isn't going to work. I need to focus. I need to make sure I'm here for the right reasons. I blow out a deep breath, close my eyes, and go back to the beginning. The night it all started. Whoever thought leather pants were a good idea was out of their mind. Blowing out every drop of air I have, I sucked in my tummy. But even laying on my back, kicking, the button refused to slide into its hole. Come on! Mariana slammed her hand against the other side of the door.
My arm jolted and somehow the button popped into place. I took a deep breath, but it was like being wrapped in shrink wrap. Nothing moved. Are you sure these are my size? Uh yes, I'm sure. A loud groan sounded outside the hall. I trace the outline of my undies poking up through the leather. It's like I'm wearing a second skin. I can't believe I let her talk me into this. I'm just gonna put on a dress. Mariana huffed. What in the hell is wrong with you? You can't be going to a party dressed like your mama. Uh, are you sure? I rolled off the bed onto my feet and Morticia Adams walked over to the mirror. But between the jet black hair, white makeup, and skin-tight black leather middriff and pants, I barely recognized myself.
I look like a vampire whore. Um, that's kind of the point. Mariana banged on the door again. Come on! We're gonna be late. She groaned. The girl in the mirror scowled. What can I just Dress like an old lady like you usually do. Oz is a goth club, you want in? You gotta drop that whole Virgin Mary thing you got happening. I shook my head. She was right. I needed to loosen up. Grabbing the insane Frankenstein boots she lent me, I sat down on the side of the bed, slipped my feet inside, and zipped them up, all the way up to my knee.
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Chapters
7 chapters
1
Why does Zella return to the prison where her captor is held?
0:00–10:29
2
How does Zella describe the surreal club scene called Oz?
10:29–24:38
3
What memories of her past captivity resurface in the prison waiting room?
24:38–36:09
4
How does Zella confront the lingering presence inside her?
36:09–48:20
5
What plan does Zella devise to escape using the shard of glass?
48:20–57:12
6
How does Zella decide whether to sacrifice herself or the captor?
57:12–1:01:28
7
What role does Pastor Mike play in Zella’s struggle for redemption?
1:01:28–1:02:59
Speakers
1 identifiedMore from Chilling Tales for Dark Nights — A Horror Fiction Anthology and Scary Stories Series Podcast
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