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Kartomga Terror Pit

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Barbaria1 said:
As a special little gift to CruxForums, SkatingJesus has created a 104-pic Barbara-Moore-in-peril story and invited me to provide text. We are calling it "Kartomga Terror Pit" and will post the collaboration here in serialized form over the coming days. Watch for it and enjoy!

Kartomga Terror Pit

1. It was a close run thing, getting through airport passport control. The duty officer seemed skeptical, but I managed in the end to convince him that I was entering the Republic of Kartomga on a freelance photo journal assignment for a holiday tourism company that hired me to do a feature story on the country's natural beauty.

Luckily for me the officer was more interested in looking down the front of my half-open shirt than he was in running a full check on my credentials.

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So here I am, sweltering in the midday heat, wandering about the oddly deserted streets of Kartomga City, looking for evidence of human rights violations reportedly perpetrated by the country's brutal new revolutionary regime. My assignment is to gather photo evidence as quickly as I can and get it out to Amnesty International.

Everywhere I go, I smell the stench of putrefying corpses. The massacred bodies of members of the former ruling tribe litter the doorways and interiors of buildings throughout the capital. I am incredulous of the fact that the revolutionary regime hasn't even tried to remove the bodies and cover up its crimes. I get out my camera and begin taking incriminating photos.

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Over the next hour or two, I take hundreds of shots, and am so completely appalled by the scene and absorbed in my work that I fail to notice the red vehicle pulling up behind me or the heavily armed men closing in a on me from all sides ...

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... and I am therefore quite startled when a deep voice suddenly booms out from behind to accost me in heavily accented and broken English, "Hey you! White bitch! You with da camera! What da fuck you think you doing?"

I spin around to see who is shouting at me just as I am surrounded on all sides by men leveling their automatic weapons at me.

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"N ... N ... Nothing," I stammer. "I am doing nothing wrong here. Just taking a few pictures. My name is Barbara Moore. I'm a photo journalist on assignment ... here to promote the potential of your lovely country for attracting international tourism. Why are you asking? Who are you?"

"Shut up bitch! You no take more pictures and you come here. I no fool. You under arrest and I, not you, ask da questions here!"

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It is a great work pictures and text. Thanks.
 
Barbaria1 said:
7. I spent the night alone down in that "Terror Pit" cell ... totally naked, shivering in a corner, uncomfortably manacled at hands and feet.

Needless to say, I got very little sleep. The floor was hard and cold, and I had to shift my position constantly to keep my circulation going. I was still quite sore from my beating ... and even though many hours had gone by, I could still vividly recall the terrifying sensation of electrical current zapping through my body. It was almost as though in my mind I was still spreadeagled on that iron bed frame. On top of everything else, I hadn't eaten in over a day. I was hungry!

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A small barred opening high on the wall admitted the first signs of a new dawn. I doubted I would be left alone much longer. I was about to start my second day in the Pit. It wasn't long I heard boots on the stairs, and the telltale creak of the heavy door. They're were coming for me. Moments later the Captain and one of the guards appeared just outside my cell.

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"Rise 'n shine cunt!" the brute barked at me through the iron bars. "This ain't no hotel."

Slowly I raised my head, looked at him imploringly and said, "Please, Captain. I don't even know your name, but take pity on me. I am hungry and thirsty. Can I have something to eat? I am cold too. Could I have my clothing back please?"

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The Captain and the guard seemed to think this was funny, poking each other and smirking.

I fought back tears, and continued to beg, "Please. This is a nightmare. I am sorry I came to your country. I really am. Look, you have my camera. The photos are yours. I don't want them anymore No harm was done. Let's just forget it happened, ok? Please let me go!"

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More laughter.

"You're a spy, Barbara Moore. You work for the CIA. We know more about you now. We found your name in some of the CIA material hacked from American government computers. It's no use lying anymore. When the General returns you might as well tell all. If you refuse, you will be tortured again. They don't call this the "Terror Pit" for no reason at all. And as for breakfast, well maybe you would like to do a little something to earn it? You're a sexy little thing. my friend and I have had our breakfast. You could be our dessert. Why don't you do something to please us? We might just be able to find some food as a reward."

"Forget it buster! You can look all you want. I am helpless there. But don't think for a minute that I have any desire to willingly "service" you and your pal. Not on your life! I don't care how hungry I am!"

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"You just don't know when to keep that big mouth of yours shut, do you Moore? That little outburst of insolence, just earned you another beating!"

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"Oh Shit!" I cried as he burst through my cell door in a fit of rage.
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You just have to admire her spirit... attagirl, Barb! :)
 
shastar said:
Great writing, great illustrations from SJ... Thing are going on nicely... apart fo Barb ! :devil:
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helias7up said:
It is a great work pictures and text. Thanks.
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Wragg134 said:
You just have to admire her spirit... attagirl, Barb! :)
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Ted Parry said:
Totally agree, a real spunky gal ..... Ooops, am I jumping ahead again .......?
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Thanks guys :)
 


The eleastics failed, clearly. They cracked under the current, for sure!:confused:
The Agency not only sends its agents abroad with a bad cover, it also provides them weird flower kinis that even do not survive a standard torture method.:oops:

Oh, for the days of William Colby and George G. W. Bush!:)
 
Loxuru said:


The eleastics failed, clearly. They cracked under the current, for sure!:confused:
The Agency not only sends its agents abroad with a bad cover, it also provides them weird flower kinis that even do not survive a standard torture method.:oops:

Oh, for the days of William Colby and George G. W. Bush!:)
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Great analyst, Loxuru! Mr. 1.000.000 Volts! But you must explain the physics behind current and elastic rubber filaments!?

I love it !!! ;)
 
Loxuru said:


The eleastics failed, clearly. They cracked under the current, for sure!:confused:
The Agency not only sends its agents abroad with a bad cover, it also provides them weird flower kinis that even do not survive a standard torture method.:oops:

Oh, for the days of William Colby and George G. W. Bush!:)
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Sharkman said:
Great analyst, Loxuru! Mr. 1.000.000 Volts! But you must explain the physics behind current and elastic rubber filaments!?

I love it !!! ;)
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Walmart quality ... what can I say? :confused:
 
Sharkman said:
Great analyst, Loxuru! Mr. 1.000.000 Volts! But you must explain the physics behind current and elastic rubber filaments!?
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The human body is 80% of water (even Barb's) and ttherefore a good conductor.

Electrical current, particularly alternate current, prefers running near the skin (=skin effect).
The elastics locally deform the shape of the skin. They compress the skin zone. According to Pouillet's Law, electrical resistance increases with decreasing surface the current must pass trough. Resistance will hence be higher under the elastics. Higher resistance increases local temperature under the elastics. Temperature rise detoriorates the composition and the elasticy modulus of the elastics.

Crack!:devil::p:)
 
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