I scream and struggle as the man drags me across the floor, he’s out of breath but isn’t upset. He’s smiling, like the brother that watches his sibling beat for crimes he, himself, had committed, and got away with. My one leg he has a grip on how is knocked against something that locks it in place at the ankle. The angle is forcing my knee up, keeping me from pulling away any further on the floor. The man gets his hands around my arm and drags it forward towards the front of this…hitching post of sorts. I flay my fingers wide to catch anything in resistance, but he pushes with a force that would snap my tendons as it clamps into it’s own latch. The fact of my eminent imprisonment pushes me to fight harder, screaming for my release as I press back against him. My efforts are futile though, leaving me breathless as he kicks his knee into my midsection, my strength going out with my breath. He quickly latches my wrist, then my ankle.
Trapped.