SIX FEET UNDER

Cyrus opened his eyes, and looked around in surprise, as he found himself in an abandoned house.

His hands were tied to two sticks on his right and left, and his shirt had been taken off. The room was pitch dark, and he called out, "Who is there?... Who is there?"

Someone entered the room, and turned the lights on, causing him to instinctively close his eyes to adjust to the brightness. When he opened his eyes again, he realized he was in a filthy room, and there was a bed behind him.

His back and knees ached, indicating that he had been in that posture for a very long time. He stared at the man standing in front of him, remembering how Miriam had gotten him from the station and made him unconscious. Anger radiated from his eyes as he spoke, "How dare you? Tell Miriam that if she doesn't let me out of here, she's going to live to regret it."

Before he could say more, the door swung open, and Miriam entered the room, looking sexy with heels and thick makeup on her face. Folding her ar