It's morning, but something does not feel right to me. There is a combination of things I must take care of. I just got up and checked the time and it's 6:30 am, too early for me, but today is an important day for me because it's my 1st day at college. I had successfully turned in all the paperwork, and got my acceptance letter over the summer at the University of Florida. Now, it's the day I have been waiting for. It's orientation day and it begins at 9:30 am which means I get to know what the campus is about. I brush my teeth, take a shower, and comb my hair all using the equipment provided at my hotel. My parents are in the other room sleeping, but they support my decision every step of the way. I get continental breakfast at the hotel which consisted of eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast, which is not bad. By the way, I'm 19 in case you are wondering, I'm Asian, I'm a Boy, and is ready to take this 1st step. I hail a taxi at the roundabout near the lobby. The ride took 30 minutes and it's now 9 am. I paid my fare, $10, and step outside the cab. I walk outside and see the bustling campus outside. I am kind of nervous right now because so much can happen on this 1st day. However, this soon faded as I walk up to the sign in table and cross out my name to show I have arrived. The woman at the table was Mrs. Daisy and she was nice, about 30 years of age, long hair, and red fingernails. She smiled at me as she handed me my orientation packet. I noticed the schedule is very nice and lay out beautifully. There will be lunch at 1 pm, dinner at 6 pm, and activities in between. I would have to stay the night at the Hero Dorm for the night and was told I would be sleeping on a full sized bed. I meet my orientation leader inside the gym whose name is Francis and he shook my hand and told me he was nice to see me. In fact, he also introduced me to the rest of the boys and girls who is going to accompany me on this journey. They were 18 year old Brad, 18 year old Samuel, 19 year old Dustin, 17 year old Eddie, 18 year old Pauline, 19 year old Christina, and 18 year old Madeline. This day was starting out nice, but there was one thing my leader mentioned that bothered me. He said there will be a tied up competition later in the day before we head to sleep and I did not know if I would be able to handle that. There are 4 groups with equal member and each team will attempt to kidnap a person from one of the other groups and tie them up and torture them. Any one of us could be captured and tied up and tortured so Francis told us to be on our guard. I was scared at 1st because I did not wanted it to be me, but it soon faded away.
We took a campus tour, and visited the bookstore, the gym, the library, the art building, the science building, the mathematics building, and for some of us including myself, we had to take a math placement test to see which class we needed to enroll in for the Fall. I did well and got placed directly into PreCalculus. Lunch could have been a lot better as it was bacon cheeseburger but the bread of kind of soggy. Then, we learned the spirit dance routine, the traditions, and so much more. As day turned into night, I started to remember about what Francis had said earlier about the kidnapping, and started to approach situations with an open mindset, not to fall into any trap. After dinner, which consisted of sausage with barbeque sauce, corn, and mashed potatoes, it was the end of the orientation, and I started to walk back to the dorm. However, for some reason, my group decided not to follow me, so I ended up doing this alone, which turned out to be a big mistake. As I approached the entrance to the dorm, I was grabbed from behind and tossed to the ground. As I looked up, I saw 2 people with hoodies on, and they started to pull my hands behind my back. I attempted to fight it, but one of them slapped me across the face and put his knee on the top of my head. I was pinned and could not escape. Then, my hands was tied up with rope. Also, my ankles was then bound. They removed my shoes and socks, and I screamed at this point, but one hand went over my mouth and it was later secured with duct tape and there was nothing I could do about it. Then, my big toes was restrained. My thumbs was also tied up. A piece of rope crossed my ankles with my wrists, so I was now helpless and wondered if this was going to be the end of me as I was blindfolded and could not see. I was picked up and carried to an unknown location, but I thought it may have been one of the other dorms in the school.
I was laid on something rough. Then, my blindfold and gag was removed. I soon realized I was in a room with no windows The captors was now obvious to me. They were 2 girls around my age staring at me. One of them asked me for my name and I told them my name was Jay Feely. They said I have been captured by the Villains and will now be subjected to torture. I noticed I was laid on a work bench. I protested this saying I could give up the names of the other boys and girls in my group that all of them would have more fun with, but they did not listen to me, and told me, I was the person they captured so I would be the one they would torture.
The girls started to coat my fingernails and toenails with red nail polish which concerned me the most because I wondered if after this is said and done if they were going to not give me nail polish remover and I would have to walk around in public with painted fingernails and toenails which would be a big time embarrassment for me. Before I could say anything more, I noticed something was being dropped into my mouth and it was bright red, and I soon realized it was a war head, and it was hot as crazy and that is when I screamed for the 2nd day that day. The girls introduced themselves as Amanda and Kristin and they were adamant that I was going to be in for a long night. They showed me the time and it was only 7 pm, so they took only 30 minutes to get me restrained and taken her which is a very impressive feat to say the least. However, I desperately wanted to escape from this nightmare. Amanda and Kristin started to tickle my feet with their fingers and being as ticklish as I was, I was starting to laugh hard and that pleased my captors and they said, well, this is one ticklish boy, nice and then they erupted into a satanic laugh. With as little energy as I had, I begged them to stop tickling me, but they insisted I had to be tortured more. So, they brought out the electrical toothbrushes from a cabinet and turned them on, and as the bristles made contact with my soles, I was reduced into a babyish laughter. One of my captors played with my toes, and used the game, This Little Piggy to do so. Then at the end, she tickled my toes very quickly. That coupled with the long tickling on my feet was bringing out animal laughter from me and they said, well, now he is a hyena, that is excellent. After toying with me for a bit, telling me that I could be released from my ticklish nightmare by letting them torture me forever and ever, they stopped tickling me.
However, the worst was yet to come. They opened a cooler and removed from it a couple of ice cubes. Noooooo!!!! was all I could say from this experience. The ice was rubbed on my bare feet and it was super cold beyond my beliefs and I was sure it was going to cause me to have some frostbite, but I could not stop them from doing this to me. The girls got some scissors out and cut open my shirt exposing my bare torso which included my stomach, and underarms, sides, and ribs. They said, how could we had forgotten to tickle his upper body? I knew then, it was going to be an even longer night for me. The girls got out a hair brush and used it on my underarms scribbling it very furiously, but they did not get the response they wanted because my underarms was not as ticklish as my feet so I only giggled and they said, "Man, Jay must really want to be a girl today". At these words, I was horrified as to what they had planning next. However, they continued to tickle me. They blew raspberries on my belly, with one girl at one time but in short intervals in between them. They found my ultimate weakness as I hollered with laughter. This was repeated several times in sequence and each time my laughter grew louder until I snapped because it was at the precise 10th time they did this that I lost my voice and my ability to laughter.
My captors was unfazed by this, and switched into a new kind of torture. They poured itching powder on the soles of my feet, my underarms, my belly, my sides, my ribs, my neck, my armpits, and the sensation was very itchy and I could not say or do anything to convince them to stop torturing me, and that was the hardest part of it all. Then, I heard the door open in the distance and I heard my friends coming in to rescue me, and I was so happy. They hogtied the girls very quickly and released me from my experience, but I was reduced into hell, as I thought about getting revenge, but I never got the chance because this was only for one night, and the next day, we went home, but these were girls that really knew how to capture, tie me up and torture me, and I will never forget this day.