Trapped In The Basement Movie Novels & Stories

I need to continue. This is the main reason why I am here. To know the secrets that are hidden in this area. Is Gideon the one who made it? I know that he knows about this basement as he has the keys. I just don't know why the key to this door is hidden securely. I hit my chest to strengthen myself, physically and emotionally. I have to get this through. I am trapped by the reality. I am trapped by my own worlds and thoughts and it is so hard to break free as I was being trapped in a literal way.

Sapphire again found herself in the dark, suffocating space of the basement, with something moving around her. Hunting her, she couldn’t find the way out of the basement. The stairs weren’t where they should be. She couldn’t see anything to orient herself with, and the creature was always close behind her. She didn’t know who or what was making the noises or following her. But she didn’t want them catching her because she knew it meant she’d never get out of the basement alive.

A chill ran up his back and he shivered. ' No no no no. Please don't let it be. Don't do this please!' He screamed in his mind. "After you." Derrick snorted. Ben turned to him panicky. "What is going on?" " You climb down or I push you. Either way, you are going down." Ben said a prayer in his mind and started going down the stairs with Derrick right behind him still holding on to the collar chain. The basement was a 9 feet deep, rectangular box built with reinforced concrete walls. The unpainted walls had long wood planks attached to them as shelves on both length sides with some boxes here and there.

Even in the dark room, I didn’t miss his smirk; what the hell. I listened as their footsteps disappeared and made my way slowly from the room, not once looking back at the asshole who’d bled out on the wall. I could hear movement in the basement beneath my feet as I passed on my way to the backdoor that they’d come through. Shit, they have men out there. I barely ducked back from the doorway when I saw the shadow. I stood still, accepting the fact that I was trapped between the men in the basement and whoever was out there. No problem.

“As long as it’s warm water.” My foot was about to touch the first step of the stairs when a thud from the basement reverberated all over the first floor. I couldn’t sprint back to the kitchen fast enough. Trisha was frozen halfway to the backdoor, where Isaac was knocking on the glass. I spotted Price a few steps behind his friend. Trisha heard me storm into the room and turned to me, eyes wide open in fear. “What was that?” she whispered. “Amy! Get the door!” I shouted, yanking the basement door open to scamper down the steep stairs.

I scan the building as it comes into view, but no one seems to be around since most are preparing for their Showings. I take the stranger down to the basement, almost tumbling down the stairs together when he loses his footing. Thankfully, I’m able to catch him, despite my food-deprived body and his large frame. We ease the rest of the way down precariously into the stagnant air of the basement torture chamber. Cleaning out this basement hasn’t been my only punishment. After two-hundred-and-fifty-one escape attempts, because even Zella and Julius didn’t know about them all, the director moved my living quarters down here, “to live with the rest of the filth” as she put it.

he mumbled as they made their way in the basement area which Cristopher has access to one of the rooms. The basement is generally where they hold captive, the people who are captured to be trespassing or just some spies who thinks that they can rat themselves in the association unnoticed. Edgar led Cristopher to the end of the hall where a metallic, rusty door stood. The basement was awfully quiet since the captives knew that their fates will be sealed the moment that they try to attempt in breaching captivity. “She’s here…?” he questioned, glancing over at his subordinate with a straight expression. The type of expression with a hint of another emotion that Edgar can’t really point out what

There was no one around waiting for them which seemed strange and dangerous. Klaud told them to stop, “Wait, I think they’re planning something else.” Aaron gasped, “I think you’re right.” Dianna took a dee breath and looked around the basement. She couldn’t believe a massive basement existed like in the movies. The only thing she could see was a wall without any door. “Hey, how can we escape from here? Knowing there’s no door in here at all!” Dianna said curiously. “We know how to escape, but I’m afraid it’s a trap.” Klaud answered.

Another pulled open the trapdoor that led to the basement. "No! Don't go in there!" She screamed, struggling to break free. "Take her away." The rest of the policemen descended into the basement while she was escorted out by three. The basement was dark and so flashlights were turned on. They were met with a staggering sight. A man hung from the ceiling, battered and bleeding.

The basement was made of thick concrete walls with no windows for a reason, and never in his life had he imagined he would one day be held captive and had to escape out of it, out of his little fortress. “If you wanted us to watch your damn movie, why didn’t you just invite us?” Liezel mocked. Sinclair shot at her. “You’re starting to irritate me with your mouth and nonsense, Liezel.” “It’s ready, boss,” the man who caught Una in her bedroom spoke. “Movie time!” Sinclair excitedly announced. “And if the TV looks familiar to you, Una, it’s because it’s the one in your living room. Don’t worry. I’ll have it returned after.”