Showing posts with label Lockbox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lockbox. Show all posts

Thursday, June 6, 2013

The Lockbox - Part Four

Content Labels: Abduction, Violence, Bondage

The automated machinery started clanking again. She didn't even bother to yell this time. Obviously the box she was in was too far from the entrance for anyone to hear her. Every couple of hours the clanking had started, and she had yelled and thrown herself against the box, making it swing. And no one had responded. No one was ever going to hear her.

The Lockbox - Part Three

Ben cut off his truck, then sat there for a moment, staring at the gate. No carbox sat there now; it sat waiting for him to decide which to call. He could simply call up an empty box and put his truck in it, then walk the two blocks home. Just like any other night.

Friday, November 2, 2012

The Lockbox - Part Two

Content Labels: Abduction

She woke slowly. The first thing she registered was her thirst, then a weak light. It was dark in the box, but she could see light coming in around the edges of the door. Daytime, then. Her chest hurt, and so did her neck. She struggled to roll over; it hurt, especially on her hips and shoulders. They were stiff from laying there for however long it had been. Thank goodness for the blanket, even it was scratchy and smelled like motor oil. If not for that, the rest of her would be a chilled and numb as her poor bare feet. She looked around, hoping to spot her shoes. There wasn’t much to see – it was an empty box. Empty except for her and the blanket.

The Lockbox - Part One

Content Labels: Abduction

Ben waved his transponder button in the direction of the parking monitor; a green light flashed at him, and the gate lifted as an empty box was brought to the closest loading zone. Like many other people that lived at the edge of the city, there wasn’t enough room for him to park his truck at his apartment. He could pay for a space underground at his apartment, but those spaces cost almost as much as the apartment itself. For a fraction of the cost, he could park in a carbox complex just a couple of blocks away. Stacks upon stacks of boxes, each holding a vehicle. The automation that brought you an empty box, and carried away the full one with your vehicle, was pretty impressive, but he really didn’t give it a second thought anymore. He put the car in gear and started to roll it into the box.