Season1/Chapter3
"The Cellar"
It was morning and Atlas Kingston was home with his wife, Eleanor. He got up early as usual and went to the bathroom. He returned to the bedroom and looked at his beautiful wife peacefully sleeping. It was 6:00 AM. She opened her eyes slightly and said, "Attie, up as usual. Is everything alright?" Atlas said, "Yes dear. All is well. I'm just going down to the cellar to check on our guest." She gave him a smile. she then closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Atlas got dress and went into the kitchen. He admired the room and it's surrounding. He and Eleanor bought the home a year ago after they won the money. They especially like the property because of the cellar. It was rare to find a home with a cellar in southern Florida.
The cellar was the size of a small apartment. It was almost a house onto itself. It had multiple rooms. The carpenter found it strange when Atlas requested the larger of the rooms be made sound proof. Atlas said, "I have need of a room for my wine along with a built in humidor. I'd like to come down maybe drink and smoke with some friends. I don't want to disturb the wife." The carpenter smiled and said, "O.K." Atlas also requested an armor type door be placed for entry. He said, "I have some wine bottles that are quite expensive." Again, the carpenter smiled and did his work. When it was all said and done, the room resemble more of a holding cell then a room for drinking and storing wine. As far as Atlas was concern, the room was perfect.
Atlas unlocked the door leading to the cellar. He turned on the lights and slowly descended the steps. Once he was at the bottom, he turned on the rest of the lights to the cellar. He went over to the small kitchen in the room and reached into one of the kitchen drawers. He removed a key and went over to the largest room in the cellar. The door was iron and sturdy. He unlocked it and went in. Atlas had made some changes to the room also. He had installed a rectangular cage that could hold a grown man. He walked over to the cage and looked at its' occupant. The man was in his early 20's. He looked as if he were starving and suffering from dehydration. Atlas pulled up a chair and sat in front of him. He was laying down in the cage because there wasn't enough room to stand. He could only sit up. He looked up slowly at Atlas. He said, "Water, food." Atlas just kept looking at him and did not answer. The man said, "Please. Water, food." Atlas then got up, left the room, went to the kitchen and got the two items. He returned with a Styrofoam cup filled with water and two slices of bread. He gave it to the man and sat down. The man took them and said, "Thank you."
Eleanor was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. When Atlas returned from the cellar, she said, "How is he?" Atlas said, "He's alive." Eleanor brought over the toast, the boiled eggs and some butter. She sat down and they ate breakfast. Eleanor said, "How long are we going to keep him?" Atlas said, "We are going to keep him until the pain of our loss subsides." Eleanor nodded. She poured some coffee for both and they drank. They were quiet for awhile. Eleanor then said, "Should we worry that someone may come looking for him?" Atlas place his cup down on the table and said, "It's been six months and no one has come looking so far. I doubt anyone will." Eleanor looked at her husband and said, "I love you dear." Atlas with great caring and warmth said, "I love you too my dear."
"The Cellar"
It was morning and Atlas Kingston was home with his wife, Eleanor. He got up early as usual and went to the bathroom. He returned to the bedroom and looked at his beautiful wife peacefully sleeping. It was 6:00 AM. She opened her eyes slightly and said, "Attie, up as usual. Is everything alright?" Atlas said, "Yes dear. All is well. I'm just going down to the cellar to check on our guest." She gave him a smile. she then closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Atlas got dress and went into the kitchen. He admired the room and it's surrounding. He and Eleanor bought the home a year ago after they won the money. They especially like the property because of the cellar. It was rare to find a home with a cellar in southern Florida.
The cellar was the size of a small apartment. It was almost a house onto itself. It had multiple rooms. The carpenter found it strange when Atlas requested the larger of the rooms be made sound proof. Atlas said, "I have need of a room for my wine along with a built in humidor. I'd like to come down maybe drink and smoke with some friends. I don't want to disturb the wife." The carpenter smiled and said, "O.K." Atlas also requested an armor type door be placed for entry. He said, "I have some wine bottles that are quite expensive." Again, the carpenter smiled and did his work. When it was all said and done, the room resemble more of a holding cell then a room for drinking and storing wine. As far as Atlas was concern, the room was perfect.
Atlas unlocked the door leading to the cellar. He turned on the lights and slowly descended the steps. Once he was at the bottom, he turned on the rest of the lights to the cellar. He went over to the small kitchen in the room and reached into one of the kitchen drawers. He removed a key and went over to the largest room in the cellar. The door was iron and sturdy. He unlocked it and went in. Atlas had made some changes to the room also. He had installed a rectangular cage that could hold a grown man. He walked over to the cage and looked at its' occupant. The man was in his early 20's. He looked as if he were starving and suffering from dehydration. Atlas pulled up a chair and sat in front of him. He was laying down in the cage because there wasn't enough room to stand. He could only sit up. He looked up slowly at Atlas. He said, "Water, food." Atlas just kept looking at him and did not answer. The man said, "Please. Water, food." Atlas then got up, left the room, went to the kitchen and got the two items. He returned with a Styrofoam cup filled with water and two slices of bread. He gave it to the man and sat down. The man took them and said, "Thank you."
Eleanor was in the kitchen preparing breakfast. When Atlas returned from the cellar, she said, "How is he?" Atlas said, "He's alive." Eleanor brought over the toast, the boiled eggs and some butter. She sat down and they ate breakfast. Eleanor said, "How long are we going to keep him?" Atlas said, "We are going to keep him until the pain of our loss subsides." Eleanor nodded. She poured some coffee for both and they drank. They were quiet for awhile. Eleanor then said, "Should we worry that someone may come looking for him?" Atlas place his cup down on the table and said, "It's been six months and no one has come looking so far. I doubt anyone will." Eleanor looked at her husband and said, "I love you dear." Atlas with great caring and warmth said, "I love you too my dear."
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