The light over my head flickered as I hopelessly stare into it, hoping to find some solution to get out of these restraints, I toss my head to the left and right this room was my from cinder blocks. I look around I need to find something I could use, then I see it a butter knife on top of a dish that was left  on the table if I could move myself over to it, I would be able to sharpen it against the walls and release myself from these binds, I place the tip of my feet firmly on the ground and with all the forward thrust I can muster I lunge myself towards the table, you can hear the loud cracking of the legs as they hit the ground, a voice is heard in the background shut the fuck up in down there I lunge myself to the table tipping myself over and grabbing the butter knife with my mouth I move it over to the edge of the table and with one fast lunge I rotate myself in a 180, I begin to lunge myself back to the wall as I rotate myself again I here god damn it shut the fuck up down there my back against the wall, butter knife in hand and I begin to grind the butter knife. The scratching on the wall finally gets to the man upstairs as I here holy fuck ok I told you to shut the fuck up I hear the footsteps as the man makes his way down, sharpening the knife I feel the edge with my thumb and its finally sharp enough to being cutting the rope, as I begin cutting the rope the man enters the room I look at him and smile, he smiles back clinches his fist and drives it into my nose, he looks at me and says now keep quite or another one is coming, Im still cutting the rope as I smile at him and tell him to fuck off, the man readies himself to swing another punch as he cocks back his arm I feel the rope loosen and become undone, with a flick of my wrist I turn the knife over and lunge it into his throat as he chokes on his own blood I grab the knife and undo the ropes at me feet, free of my restraints I search the mans body to find the keys to the truck and the handgun with the single bullet in his back pocket.

Slowly making my way upstairs I hear nothing I know there was another man with this guy, he must have gone to inform Drake, I would need to make preparation to give Drake a nice welcoming party, I hurry outside and I notice my truck, i open the door and lo and behold my arsenal still intact, I grab the the rifles and take them inside, inside the house I find a shotgun and a hand grenade, these crazy bastards were fucking nuts, I set up the shotgun at the entrance of the downstairs room so as soon as that fuck opens it boom, I ran into the room next door and begin to load bullets into the magazines, as Im loading the mags I notice a half a pack of cigarettes I finish loading the rifles I take a seat on the bed. alone in the room and light a smoke, each drag I take feels like a eternity, with the pack nearly empty and the rifles at my hands I can hear the sound of wheels digging away and a motor that suddenly stops, this welcoming party is ready to begin the guest of honors have arrived, I hear the door slam the footstep grow closer and closer, I hear the door open. I finish the cig and ready myself for whats about to come

End of part 5 Epic Journey Blog two more chapters till the end !

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