Shawna lifted up her leg and stuck her foot right on Amanda's chest, pushing her backwards onto the ground. Amanda started to roll over, but was stopped when Shawna put her foot on her neck. Shawna's heel wasn't very tall, but it did trap Amanda's throat between it and the ball of her shoe. Shawna put just a little weight on it, watching Amanda try to twist her head to one side or another, her windpipe ultimately held tightly in place.
“I think it would be best if I got an early start tomorrow. We're going on a trip tomorrow, to someplace out of the way. Someplace where I can take that gag out of your mouth and listen to you beg and scream without worrying about the neighbors.”
Shawna took her foot off of Amanda's neck. Amanda coughed a few times, taking in deep breaths. Shawna grabbed Amanda by the hair again, puller her to her knees. She forced her to scoot over to a large chest with a flat top by her wall. Shawna opened the chest, lifted up Amanda's body, and shoved it inside. The lid closed down, and Amanda heard a key being inserted into the lock, followed by a heavy *click*.
Surprisingly, the chest was not pitch black. About fifty holes had been drilled in the lid, letting light through. Amanda heard several objects being placed on top of the trunk.
Shawna finished placing the short, but large, freestanding candles on the lid of the trunk, and lit all ten of them. She took off her clothes and put on a nightgown. She went into her bathroom and started to brush her teeth. Once she had finished and turned the water off, she could hear Amanda squealing and struggling in the trunk. Shawna turned off her light and slipped into bed. After about ten minutes of listening to Amanda, she fell asleep.
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