Captivity Day 2
Our first night in captivity was terrible. I have never been in a
maximum security jail before, the occupants being on the naughty list I don’t
have a reason to visit, but I imagine it’s something similar to what I
experienced last night.
We were sleeping head to toe on a shelf, giving a new meaning to
shelf life. I have never slept with my “cellmate” before, boy does he snore! It
kept me awake most of the night. I must admit, I did poke him several times and
acted as if I was sleeping all along. The
poking made the incoming-train-like-noise stop for a while.
I think the mouse thought we were there for her amusement, she
came in, got almost in Ray’s face, ran around, stared at me, probably thinking
“look at me, look at me, I can get in and out no problem!” If she comes close to me, I’ll shave her
moustache off!
In the morning Ray woke up and asked: “What’s for breakfast.”
“Ray” I answered “Lets play the Hunger Game. Who ever survive can
eat the loser.” For a strange reason, Ray hasn’t spoken about eating anymore!
I think Ray was feeling a little self-conscious and talking would
be a good way of forgetting about our current predicament. He said: “Krissie
you haven’t told me why you were with a police officer?”
“That’s right I forgot about that. The safe is empty, I still
can’t figure out what happened with my LIST ©!”
“Oh that!” he answered looking uneasy.
“I decided to surprise you for Christmas, I enrolled all the elves
and during the night we digitized the LIST ©. The elves were wearing slippers
so to not wake you up and ruin the surprise. You should have seen it; they were
all lined up, from the safe to the shop, passing the books from one to the
other. At the shop, it went like clock work, one was scanning the LIST ©, passing
it to the next one who was shredding it. We will use the shredded paper to pack
delicate gifts; see we are recycling in the North Pole!”
“Every name has been saved on our server, here is my present.” He got
a small electronic gadget from his pocket and handed it to me.
“I had no time to wrap it but it’s a Global Positioning Santa
System (GPSS V1.00), it is password protected so we don’t need a safe any more.
Every name and address has already been downloaded. On Christmas Night when you
will activate your GPSS, it will map your whole delivery route for you in the
most efficient way.”
I had to bite my tongue. If he had just locked the safe and left a
note inside in case I came in, we would not be in this jail right now.
I want to put my hands around his neck and stop the air flow, but
knowing it’s the thought that counts I just said: “Thanks Ray, it’s the most
thoughtful gift I have ever received.”
I can’t help to add, with a sarcastic tone: “If we ever get out of
here, it will be really useful.”
The longer we are stuck here the more Christmas spirit escapes me!
To be continued…