I started by telling her who I am. She didn't believe me. "Haha That is crazy. Have you looked at yourself? You are not somebody who just finished school." Of course she didn't believe me. Which sane person would have. But hearing her voice reminded me of something, so I told her: "You brought me the letter on Monday. I didn't open the door and you said that you had to ensure somebody is home and reads it." She looked a bit confused that was recent and so random that nobody else would know. She finally took a closer look at me. After a few seconds she put her hands on her mouth. "Are you really. It can't be. You are.", she was a bit overwhelmed by the revelation, but realized it was true.
I continued to tell her the story. How I had taken the test for my martial arts class, how Ms Davis challenged me to a fight where she tickled me to pieces and stole my life energy. I left the part about how my teacher actually accomplished this out. Lisa listened still shocked and started to untie me when I came to the part about how my teacher wanted to come back in a week. "Thank you so much for freeing me." I told her. She gave me a quick hug and told me everything is going to be okay. This was a bit too positive for me, but it still felt nice to share the burden.
There was a different problem. Ms Davis had also taken my normal strength. I was able to move my body, but it was all so slow. The beautiful redhead helped me stand up and supported me as we went upstairs where she gave me a few lost clothes I had to wear for a while, since my teacher had taken my clothes.
Freshly dressed Lisa took me to her home. "Here in this house you are safe.", she told me. It wasn't false, but I didn't want to be safe. I wanted my life back. After telling her my thoughts she told me: "Sure. I get it. How about this. First we eat something and afterwards we develop a plan to get revenge. But you have to promise me that we won't start implementing this plan until tomorrow. You still move like you are 80. It's way too dangerous." Hearing about actual food made me realize how much I craved for something to eat and so I enthusiastically agreed.
After eating we talked about what to do now. We knew Ms Davis wanted to come back to take my remaining life energy. So she had to enter the first aid room. Lisa came up with a plan to install a trap in the room to capture her. Maybe I could get my power back or at the very least stop her from robbing the lifespans of others.
Coming up with a good trap was pretty hard. Ms Davis had a lot of strength gathered from all her victims. She was also a martial arts teacher meaning even two people would probably not have a good chance to win in a direct fight. We thought about it for a while and came to the conclusion that we had to restrain her a lot. It might also be a good idea to not set up a direct physical trap and after thinking about different solution we finally had an idea.
Once we had a solution Lisa prepared a guest bed for me and started to push me in it. "You need to recover. So you will go to sleep now." Usually she was less strict, but she was right after all. She tucked me in like I was a child, but it worked as I fell asleep immediately. Waking up the next day I felt much stronger again. I wasn't sure whether I was at full strength again, but I could move normally except for my toes and strangely the fingertips of my left hand. My right hand worked just fine. I didn't tell Lisa about these parts and after eating breakfast we started with our plan.
We bought a bunch ropes, a doll and other tools for our plan and drove to my school. As a secretary Lisa had a key and could enter without any problems even on a Saturday. With our prepared gadgets we entered the first aid room where I had been capture for four days. It looked just like yesterday which meant that Ms Davis probably didn't knew that I had escaped. Our first step was to put the doll on the bed so that the teacher won't see the empty bed before entering. The next thing I did was binding a small cannon we bought to the leg of the bed. It pointed upwards and was basically in the middle of the small room. The cannon was made for shooting a net we bought. At the same time Lisa was screwing a hook in the ceiling: "I thought man are so good at this stuff." I liked that she lightened the situation with her humor. "Well man are only better at nailing.", I replied. She giggled a bit while pulling a long rope over the hook and connecting it to a roll up machine I had tied to another leg of the bed. Finally we installed the motion detector next to the door pointing to a loop in the rope connected to the hook in the ceiling that was laying on the ground.
Our trap was finished. The idea was probably more complicated than necessary, but we wanted to be completely sure. Ms Davis was supposed to open the room and make a step into it. When she did she had to put a foot into the loop activating the motion detector and thus the roll up machine. This would pull her feet first to the ceiling. Obviously she could be able to escape from there with her strength so we added the net. A second after the roll up machine finished the cannon will shoot the net to the ceiling. The net itself also has hooks to drill into the wall and stay there. Since the net is more flexible the teacher should be stuck to the ceiling in the net. We would than let the net down and restrain her a lot before removing the net. The plan was good and the components weren't cheap, so I was pretty optimistic.
After installing everything and locking the door again we wanted to leave. "Wait. We can't leave the building.", I told Lisa. "Why not?", she asked. I explained that Ms Davis could see me on the streets, we were really lucky last time, but now it would be better to stay. She will probably come tomorrow anyways and it is already afternoon, so we could just as good stay in her office. Lisa understood my fear and so she agreed. We went upstairs to her office and tried to sleep on her sofas.
While trying to fall asleep Lisa told me: "This can be over tomorrow. How do you feel now." I felt much better since she entered the room that was used to imprison me and freed me. "It's fine, I hope that we are successful, but I think we will." Lisa smiled as she heard my positive attitude: "Okay, than let's do this... tomorrow. Good night." "Good night. And thank you!" With that we fell asleep. The next day we woke up in the morning and chatted as quiet as possible, but we both mostly focused on the trap and whether Ms Davis will come or not.
In the late afternoon the school door finally opened and we heard a pair of high heels clicking on the floor as someone walked down to the gym. I looked at Lisa, she looked back at me, we both knew who it was. We stood up from her comfortable sofas and sneaked down towards the gym. As we got close we heard some noises. First a "WAAAAAAH!" than a BANG and finally someone screaming curses. We got her. I was relieved, but still we had to get my life back from her so we went to the first aid room and there we found that...
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