AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 15: SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 1st

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     “That's why I talked to you,” the 
Cat said, looking back at me. “I       
figured, it was the only chance I'd    
get. It's true that I liked the night  
crew better than the day crew, but what
if I was wrong? I'd end up on the      
torture table for sure, but that       
paranoia kept getting worse and worse, 
like it was...”                        
     I finished for her, “like it was  
an acid eating away at everything good 
in your life, until it was all you     
could think about. The Darkness,” I    
whispered that last part.              
     “Exactly,” the Cat agreed, and    
then continued, “I didn't want to take 
the chance, but the paranoia was get-  
ting to be too much, and then you kept 
bringing up all those mice we wouldn’t 
be able to save.                       
     I figured that would be a good    
time to tell her what Alicia had told  
me, but it wasn’t.                     
     “The mice just made everything    
fucking worse, but now I find out it   
was all for NOTHING!!” the Cat         
screamed, and then went limp in        
Rhonda’s lap.                          
     “How old are you?” Mouse asked,   
probably to change the subject.        
     “Almost seven months,” the Cat    
answered, and then, after looking like 
she was thinking for a couple seconds, 
added, “As a matter of fact, seven     
months tonight.”                       
     “Seven months!” Mouse said and    
added, “That's amazing!”               
     “I know,” the Cat said, but that  
didn’t stop her from continuing her    
tale of terror.                        
     “I was wrong, wrong, wrong about  
the night-crew, except Amy. While one  
of them was on the phone, the other was
turning the lights and cameras on.     
After that, they started poking me, and
she tried to stop them.                
     “As soon as Frankie showed up, the
two assistants told him everything, and
he immediately got on the phone and    
called everyone else in.               
     “While waiting for them to show   
up, he got down near me and whispered  
that either I talked this very minute, 
or he’d drill a hole into my head, and 
I’d never be able to say another       
fucking thing for the rest of my short,
pain filled life.                      
     “He even went and got a drill and 
turned it on right near my ear.        



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