HIDDEN AT THE WRONG PLACE

BY VOIKOVE

Part 2

The story you are about to read is entirely fictitious. No real
person, place or situation is portrayed. No story of mine
contains any real character, thing, place or situation. No story
of mine implies that I would like to see it or any part of it
happen in RL. My stories are simply an exercise of mind.

Peter opened slowly his eyes, the alarm clock made a terrible
noise. He switched them off and he stretched his limbs to wake
up. As he was really awake he searched for remote control and
switched on the TV. Yes he liked it to lie in his warm, soft and
cuddly bed and to watch a cartoon in the morning. It was Monday
morning quarter past eight and his holidays. Peter worked as
computer scientist in a big firm with over 10 000 employees. A
half year ago there was an internet crash and they had to work
all day and night and they worked a lot of overtime. They got no
overtime premium so the overtime was attached to the holidays. A
few weeks ago his boss said he had to take some holidays after
this hard work and he should take the hours from the overtime to
relax a few weeks. So Peter had five weeks no work and at this
point he visit Alex. He knew it was destiny. After two cartoons
he decided to watch for his guest.

First he went to the bathroom, went on the toilet, next he
brushed his teeth and then he took a shower. He cleaned his whole
body, especially his private parts and his butt. After drying his
body he was ready for a new day of training. Peter decided to
stay naked because Alex will see him very often naked in the
future so he could begin with it today.

The door was opened, the room was dark in fact of the closed
shutters. Peter switched on the light. Wonderful, the boy was
there where he leaved him. Alex hung in his torture from the
ceiling and made no move. 'Shit, I hope he didn't die in his
torture.' Peter hoped. He stopped the CD on the hi-fi system and
took the headphones from the boys head. Then he untied the
blindfold and lifted the boys head. Alex hung there for over 14
hours now and he couldn't move a muscle, the stress on his body
was too much, he hung there like a lifeless carcass. Peter gave
the boy a few slaps on his cheeks.

"Hey, wake up. Look at me." Peter knew the boy hadn't slept and
he also knew that his mind didn't work after so much pain, but he
tried to get the boy awake, so he can concentrate on what came
next. It worked, life came back in his body and Alex felt the
pain again. 'Ohh no, it was no dream, I still hung there.' Alex
recognized and tears built up in his eyes.

"Good, you are here. I think you suffered enough, so I made it
more comfortable for you. Peter untied the dumbbells and laid
them next to the training bench. Then he controlled the whole
body. Blood had run down his body from his nipples and his navel
and dried, but everything else was just fine. Alexs body was
covered with sweat and it glittered in the light of the lamps.
Peter loved this view, slapping him on his cheeks, causing his
entire body to shudder.

Peter went to Alexs head and lifted it again. "Can you hear me?"
There was not really a reaction, but Peter saw in Alexs eyes that
now he was completely there. Peter saw that the boy hung to high
for his next plan, so he took a stool and lowered the body on all
three cords. Now the head was in the height of Peters crotch.
Peter still had an erection in case of his view and he untied the
gag from the boy. He took the sock out of his mouth.

"Now you will learn how you have to suck a cock. When you are
pleasant your punishment will stop soon, if you are not the pain
will continue and get worse and worse. So open your mouth." Alex
did as told in hope to get free. Peter shoved his 10 inch long
cock in his mouth that the tip touched the boys throat. "Now suck
on it and play with the tongue around my cock. Surprise me a
little bit." Peter ordered. Alex began to suck and Peter rammed
his hips back and force. Peter took his time and after 10 minutes
he felt the urge to come. He pressed his hips against the boy and
pressed the boys head with his hands on his crotch and then he
spurted his cum in the boys mouth. He spurted a lot of time and
his body shuddered. Alex had no choice, he swallowed the cum from
his new master and tried to get air, but his mouth was full and
his nose in Peters crotch. He began to suffocate and he wriggled
in his hanging bondage, then he blacked out again.

Peter went back and enjoyed this orgasm when he saw what happened
to Alex. "Shit. Alex? Are you awake?" He went to Alex and laid
his hand on the boys neck. "Ohh great, there is a pulse. He
blacked out, that's all."

Then he left the boy and went in his bedroom, there he put on his
daily clothes. A blue jean over his sexy underwear, a white
T-shirt and white socks. He took his money bag and went back to
his slave boy. He thought he could suffocate if he gagged him so
hard this time after the oral sex. Peter took the tape, ripped
off a piece and gagged him with that. Then he opened the
shutters, he knew nobody could see through this window. He had a
huge balcony in front of this room and the living room which was
the next room if you went through the door. At the end of the
balcony was a huge wall, so the neighbours couldn't look around
them, not even the hung themselves over the balustrade. So Peter
hoped Alex would see that there is no hope when he will wake up.

Peter leaved his flat and his slave and drove to the next
property market. He need some stuff for a new torture. Last night
he got a lot of tips from his friends in the chatroom, he noticed
some of them and was cheerful to try them.

******

Alex woke up. 'Where I am? What is...?' Then he recognized where
he was and what going on. The pain came back and Alex had only
one wish, he wanted to die. He tried to look on his body, but his
head didn't really do what he wanted. All blood was in his brain
and he had a terrible headache. After a few tries he could see
his nipples. 'Ohh my god!' he thought. They where about 3 inches
away from his body. Blood was everywhere and the needles made
holes in his soft skin. Alex lifted his head more, this was a
good feeling, the blood ran down and his head felt free. He
looked between his nipples and what he saw was as bad as the
thing before. His balls where in a deep red, maybe purple and his
cock was near black. 'Ohh god, my weenie is necrotized.' Alex
thought. A big needle stuck out from the penis and a thread
around his cocktip was bound to needles they stuck in his navel,
and there was blood too. Then his head felt back, he tried to
turn his head around and looked under him. His arms where tied to
his legs. He could see the knots and also could see that he
couldn't also do anything here. There was no feeling in his limbs
and his fingers where tied together. He looked on his lower legs
and remembered what Peter had said yesterday. 'You are mine now.
Nobody will find you, help you or free you because nobody is
searching for you. You have no more rights. You have no clothes
or anything else and your naked body is mine, so you have
nothing.' Alex couldn't believe it, he didn't want that his nice
lower legs and the rest of his body were Peters property now.

He moved his head and looked in the right direction. He saw the
window with the computer table in front and the balcony door with
a white net curtain hanging in front of them. Over the balustrade
he could see a few tower blocks and a mountain with a green
forest far away. It was unbelievable, he was 10 feet away from a
door and his escape. All he had to do is to open the door, to go
on the balcony and to cry for help. And where is the problem. He
hung from the ceiling and couldn't free himself. No, he couldn't
accept that. He forgot the pain in his body and began to twitch,
to wriggle and to writhe to get free. 'Maybe I can free me and
this asshole didn't notice it.' Alex plucked up new courage and
thought of himself free in the water park. He didn't know that he
was alone in this flat and the tape on his mouth came off with
time.

******

Peter got everything he wanted. He took as much as he could on
his arms and went to his flat. Out from the elevator he opened
the door, went in, closed the door behind him and went to the
working room with his utilities. The he frightened because he
could hear the boy. "Help, please, I was kidnapped, help, help,
ohh god my body hurts, help ...." Peter heard in a quiet
babbling.

He opened the door, the boy hung still in his bondage and he saw
new blood was running down his body. Peter assumed that the boy
wriggled hard to get free. Then he saw that the tape on the mouth
was nearly felt off. Alex looked at Peter: "Please, let me down,
I can't take the pain anymore, please." he begged.

"I can't believe it. How long is this tape away? How long have
you screamed? I hope the neighbours didn't hear anything." He
looked on his watch, it was half past eleven. "Good, at this time
nobody is in this house, except the old lady in the first floor
and they hadn't hear you, I know, she hear nearly nothing."

Peter took the sock and the ball gag. "I think you need more pain
to learn that you have to be quiet in here."

"No, please no, not more pain, I do everything you want, but
please no more ppmmm."

Peter shoved the sock back in Alexs mouth and put the ball gag
on. Alex hung there and gave up, he let the tension in his body
go and hung there and wait for what will come next.

"Look my pretty boy, I got some thing to play with you. I go and
get the rest, then I must in the net for a few minutes and then
we both go to the bathroom and then we can eat. Is this okay for
you, or will you hang around a little more?"

Alex nodded yes as fast as he could. Great, he knew he would do
everything to get down from this hanging bondage. Maybe half an
hour and then his feet will touch the ground. This time he will
stand up to.

Peter left the room to get all stuff from the car in the
underground car park in his working room, but now he called this
room his torture room or his Alex-room. He had to go 6 times, but
than he had everything.

He switched on his pc and during he waited, he turned his
attention to Alex. He controlled the bonds again. "Alex, do you
have to pee or shit?"

Alex nodded yes. 'Great, it worked, he can't press it out.
Wonderful, so I can save him over days, if I must.' Peter
thought. He placed his hand on the boys chest between the nipples
and the navel, then he pressed the boy down. Alex screamed and
twitched. "This I do every time to you when you are loud again so
as I came home. Okay?"

Alex nodded again. "Good" Then he took his hand away and went to
the pc.

Peter opened an email from one friend and read:

Hi Peter!

You are fine? I have a construction guide for this moveable
torture frame you prefer in the attachment. Tell me how it
worked. And then the next, and read carefully and do what I say.
You have to erase the whole past of the boy. First you have to
find out what you need and I mean everything. When you got that,
erase him. He had no past. He isn't allowed to know his name, his
age, where he comes from. All he should no is that he is .......
(Give him a new name) and that he forever lived as slave and had
to observe you. When this happened you have broke him and he is
yours forever. If you have questions, you can ask me and if it
worked, please let me play sometimes with him. If he looked in
real half good as on the webcam he seamed to be one of the
greatest catch you have made from us all.

Good luck, your sm-friend Larry

Peter saved the attachment and turned around. Alex had a body
from Adonis. 'That is it, I'll call you Ado when we are in the
next training season. Your new name is Ado, forget Alex.' Peter
thought.

"Ready to get down?" he asked him.

Alex nodded his head in pain. He was glad that it ended now.
Peter went and got the stool, he climbed up and untied the three
cords. First from the balls and then left and right nipple. Alex
screamed in his gag when his body hung on the nipples and then
only on the right nipple, but when his body touched the floor,
the pain was forgotten.

Peter took the cords away, then he untied the cock from the navel
and he put the needles from the nipples and the belly button
away. Next the clamps come lose. Alex screamed the whole time,
the pain was terrible, but he could handle it in fact he new the
things came away from his body. Peter rolled Alex on the stomach
and then the hogtie was lost. Next he untied Alexs toes and
ankles and he stood the boy on the floor.

Alex touched the floor with his soles from his feet since round
about sixteen and a half hour. He was dizzy and his limbs were
numb, he tottered but the feeling of standing came slowly back to
him.

"Can you walk?" Peter asked and Alex nodded.

"Good, then let us go into the bathroom."

With this accomplished Peter said: "Now I untie your cock and
then I put the butt plug out of you. Hold it back until you sit
on the toilet or you came back to our hanging game."

He did as he said. First he untied the cock and put the needle
out, next the butt plug. Alex sat on the toilet and let his
faeces come out. When he finished Peter cleaned him and stood him
up, next he pulled the carpet in the middle of the room on the
side and the bathtub appeared full with water.

"Listen to me boy. Now I untie you completely. You get in the tub
and you will wash you, everywhere. I could do that, but I think
your testicles and nipples hurt and you will clean them alone,
but I watch you the whole time. And clean your butt also inside.
If you do anything wrong, I swear you the next time I sew you
onto the ceiling."

And he did as he said again. Then he helped Alex in the tub. "You
will watch me?" Alex asked and he got immediately a box round his
ears. "You have to call me master. Don't forget this. Or, you
know."

"Yes master, sorry master."

"Now ask again."

"Will you watch me during my bathing, master?"

"Yes, and more, I'll take some photos for our new family album.
Now, go on."

Alex cleaned himself as told. He washed the blood away and looked
on his nipples. They were badly red and hurt at his sensitive
touch. Peter took his pictures with his digital camera. These
pictures went on the internet, he knew where he could sell them.

"Sorry master, but what do you mean with cleaning my ass inside,
master?"

"Ohh god, are you stupid? Put your forefinger in your anal canal
as wide as it gets and go on with that until the finger comes
clean out of your canal, than you can stop."

Alex did as told and when he finished, Peter helped him out of
the tub. He let the water ran off and dried the boy with a towel.
Alexs dark red hair was long enough to touch his ears. He looked
cute with this length and his body glittered again from the
water.

Peter led Alex into the living room, and there to the eating
table next to the kitchenette. He ordered him to sit down on a
wooden chair witch no arms. Peter put Alexs wrist back and tied
them with rope together and fixed them to the chair. Then he tied
the boys legs to posts, first his left leg at the ankle and at
the knee, then the right leg the same way. He pushed the chair
close to table. It seemed like his son sat on the eating table
and waited for lunch if you didn't look at his nakedness and his
bonds.

"Do you want something to eat?"

"Yes, please master."

Peter cooked some frankfurters, he loved this small sausages.
When he finished he set the table and brought the sausages and
bread, also cheese and mustard and a big bottle with cola. He eat
two pairs of frankfurters, during that he fed Alex and that boy
had a big hunger and thirst. Peter hoped he didn't vomit later in
case of this huge meal, but the boy deserved it after his long
torture. Alex smiled when he finished the meal, now he was really
full. That was the first smile Peter saw since he saw Alex in the
water park.

After the table was cleared Peter came with a notepad and a
pencil and sat down next to Alex.

"So, now you have to answer me some questions. Okay?"

"Yes master."

"Wonderful. Tell me exactly your name, the place you grow up and
everything about your father, mother and the other people there."

"Why you want to know that master?"

"Don't ask me questions, I ask, you answer. And answer good or we
will play hangman, Understood?"

"Yes master. Sorry that I asked master."

"Go on."

"Yes master. My whole name is Alexander Martin Cooney."

"What? Clooney, like the actor in Hollywood, George Clooney?"

"No master. Cooney." Alex spelled it for Peter "C-O-O-N-E-Y,
Cooney."

"Ohh, Cooney, sounds like Rooney, the football player from
England. Okay, forget it. Go on."

"I was born on the 12.05.1993. I grew up in Hemshire, a small
village about 50 miles away from here. I have told that."

"Yes, I know this village. Than?"

"My mother Maria died when I was 5 months old on a cancer. She
had no sisters and her parents died some years ago in a car
accident. My father Charles worked on the site. He began drinking
after her death the people told me. I knew him only in drunken
situations. He was a orphan, that was the reason why I have to
stay with him, I have no living relation apart from my father. We
had some friends their, but I wasn't on good terms with them,
that's why I ran away."

Alex didn't feel good when he told Peter everything from his
life. Why he wanted to know these things. Alex believed that this
knowledge will make him faster a slave and he tried to avoid
that.

"Okay. Tell me where you lived in this city and tell me where you
hide your clothes in the water park."

Alex told him everything he wanted to know. Sometimes he thought
if he should lie or if he should forget some things to tell, but
then he thought on his torture last night and then he told Peter
all he wanted to know. Peter wrote all he heard on the notepad.
After eight sheets and one hour they were finished.

"Good. I let you onto the toilet and then I will fix you in your
room to the bed. I have some things to do and when I come back,
we will see how good you can masturbate. And remember what I've
said, be pleasant and well-behaved than you'll have a great time
and otherwise, you know."

"Yes master, I know, hangman, you sew me onto the ceiling, yes
master."

"Good boy. And the next thing you have to learn, forget your
past. From now you are living here, you have always lived here.
Your name is Ado and you are my little slave. Okay?"

"But …" Peter slapped on his checks.

"Okay?"

"Yes master."

"Say it!"

"I'm Ado, I've always lived here, and I'm your little slave."
Alex repeated with tears in his eyes. He knew he was in a bad
predicament.

"Wonderful, you learn fast." Peter untied Alexs legs from the
chair. Next he freed the boys hands and led him to the bathroom.

"Do your business and then come into your training room." Alex
went onto the toilet and Peter went into his Alex-room. He sorted
the stuff which he bought and then he prepared the guest bed to
tie Alex spreadeagled on it. So he can play with him and torture
him with some hooks in the ceiling.

Peter recognized that Alex was now very long on the toilet. Maybe
it was too early to let the boy alone. Peter walked quiet to the
bathroom and opened the door. Alex had finished his business and
stood on the toilet and watched through the open window. Alex
talked with himself: "Shit, it's 3 p.m. and nobody is on his way
here. That's unbelievable. Where are these guys, can nobody help
me."

"Hey, what are you doing here, you little bastard. Wait, I'll
punish you that for."

Alex turned around. "Ups." He tried to jump, but in this time
Peter grabbed for him and both felt down on the hard tiled floor.
Alex first stood up, took the toilet brush and smashed it several
times on Peter had. He jumped over Peter and ran through the
corridor to the flat door, but it was closed.

"Ohh fuck. Where are the keys?" Alex became nervously. This was
his only chance to flee he knew, if it failed all will become
more terrible. He turned around and looked for the key. "Holy
shit, I must out of here." Then he saw Peter who came around the
corner, he was a little bit confused. Alex ran back nearly in
Peters arms, there he beat him in the stomach and ran to the
balcony door of the living room.

There he opened the door and looked for escape, but there was
nothing. Alex looked for people, but also there was nobody.
"Shit, I can't believe it. What shall I do?"

Peter went in direction balcony, he tried to avoid that somebody
will see the boy. Alex came back and they met together by the
door. Peter grabbed Alex and both fought against each other till
the lost their balance and felt on the parquet floor.

Alex jumped up and ran to the flat door, but Peter touched his
feet, he tripped and felt back on the floor. He tried to jump up
again, but now Peter was behind him and put his left foot on
Alexs back. Alex watched to the door, his escape was so near,
where was these key. Peter took Alexs hair in his hands, lifted
the head up and beat them on the floor.

All he could see was stars and he had a bad ring in his ears.
Peter lifted him up, carried him into the training room and threw
him with his back on the gym mat. Next he sat on Alexs chest and
the arms were fixed under his legs.

Alex looked in Peters eyes. "Sorry master, it was a mistake.
Please don't hurt me."

"Too late buddy. You must be glad that I worked as a medic in my
free time, so I know what I can do with you."

Peter ripped of a piece from the tape and gagged Alexs with it.
He turned the boy around and pulled his arms behind his back,
there he pulled them up to the boys head and looked that the back
of the hands touched. With much rope which he wrapped many times
about the boys small wrists he bound his hands together and Alex
couldn't move them. Next with thread he tied the boys fingers,
first he tied the two thumps together and then he tied the
forefingers together and so on. With a second rope he tied the
elbows together and with a third rope he tied the bonds together,
so they became tighter and the mobility from the hands was like
zero.

Alex put up a fierce struggle, but Peter was to strong. He turned
himself around and took the boys left leg and pushed them hard
back so the boys heel touched his own ass. With rope he tied the
leg, he wrapped the rope around the ankle and the thigh and after
he was sure it was enough he tied it off. Then he did the same to
the right leg. No the boy was nearly hogtied. With thread which
he wrapped a lot around the boys left big toe he tied the toe to
the ankle bonds and he pushed very hard to be sure the boy
couldn't move his foot. He did the same thing with the other toes
and then with all five toes on the other foot.

Peter left the room and came back with a metal pipe. He put cream
on one side and lifted the boy by his hips. Then he rammed the
pipe in the boys nearly virgin asshole (Except the butt plug last
night). Alex wriggled around and screamed in his gag. He believed
is anal canal chapped. Peter wrapped rope around the boys waist
and then back to the pipe. He wrapped and wrapped until the rope
was fixed, he tied it off and with tape he fixed the pipe a
little bit more.

He pushed the boy aside and took a stabile table under the hooks.
Alex was lifted with his back down on the table and Peter tied
the boys toes, ankles and knees together and fixed the pipe with
rope, which now stuck out between the boys lower legs. Next he
took a catheter and put it into the boys urethra and shoved it
back until it was in his bladder. Alex screamed the whole time,
he wished he hadn't tried to escape.

Peter said no word the whole time. He pulled out a ball-separator
and installed it on the boy's balls. The tiny balls pushed hard
against the outer sack as they were forced away from their home.
A rope was attached to the separator and the he came to the boys
penis. He installed a metal ring on the base of the dick. He took
care of the catheter. The dick filled slowly into the ring and
held it snug. The ring had four small extensions protruding from
the sides. Those would be used in a moment. Peter moved to the
tip of the erect penis and grabbed a piece of foreskin. Another
ring was hovered above the tip, this one with four small rubber
clamps and four longer protrusions sticking out from the sides.
Once all four clamps were securely attached to the foreskin, he
pulled on the ring, stretching the skin as far as it would go.
All the time he looked not the have problems with the catheter.
The final elements were the extendable metal rods, which fitted
between the top ring and base ring protrusions. After installing
them, he extended each rod as far as they could be extended.

Alex wriggled around, he shook his head and bit on his teeth.
Peter left the room and came back with a needle, a tearproof
thread with plastic ingredients and a transparent tape. He ripped
of four small pieces and made two X over Alexs right nipple about
2 inches away.

"Now I sew you to the ceiling. This tape prevent that your skin
tear and after your torture you wouldn't see scars."

Peter rammed the needle with the thread attached through the
middle of the X and looked that he came out with the needle at
the middle of the other taped X. He also took care that he had
enough flesh between the two points. He made two new X with tape
over the boys left nipple and he rammed the needle with the
thread also there through the flesh. Alex screamed in fact of
this torture. He couldn't believe that the pain could be worse
then last night, but it was. Peter went on with it and did the
same next to the nipples and 2 inches under the nipples. And then
a lot more times, by his stomach left and right over the navel
and under the navel. He decided to let the navel himself free,
because he liked this small button and wanted to lick it and if
it is also sewed to the ceiling it was a little problem. Peter
went on with 4 X next to the boys pubic bone, then the legs. He
made two X on each leg, first by his hips, then in the middle and
then next to his knees.

It was unbearable and Alex couldn't take it longer, but he didn't
black out, so he suffered the pain and prayed to god again. Now
Peter had 36 lose ends from the thread, he jumped on the table
and hoped he could carry this weight. Then he tied all ends to
the hooks and he looked that the boy was in one line and every
thread had nearly the same tension. Peter installed one final rod
to the boys penis cage, that ran from the top of the cage to a
hook on the ceiling. This would keep the cock straight up, to
prevent any of the parts from coming undone. Alexs cock was caged
in to the metal contraption with no way of going limp. It was a
crude enlargement device, but it was very effective.

He took a penis gag, it was full plastic with a hole from the tip
to the base, in which he shoved the lose end of the catheter. He
took the tape on the boys mouth away, shoved the penis gag in his
mouth and tied it behind his back. Alex couldn't say a word and
now he must swallow his own urine when he had to pee, there was
no other way, the gag was big enough to make the boys tongue
immobile and the urine could run without defence in the boys
throat.

Peter went and got a big needle from the kitchen which he boiled
in water. He put it against the boys nose in the middle between
the nostrils, the he rammed it through and Alex screamed in
horrible pain. Peter did a metal ring through the hole, attached
a rope and tied this rope to the ceiling, so Alex couldn't do
everything with his head, only lift up and that not forever.

Peter looked in Alexs eyes and tears. "I hope this time you will
learn what I mean. I'll attach a canister to your pipe. This way
you can make you business in your hanging position. I add a few
things and then I hope you will enjoy your bondage, I think it
will took a few days and then you will see the floor again."

'A few days? Please no, that will be the death for me.' Alex
thought. Peter left the room, Alex head was the nearest to the
door so as last time, but the nosering and the rope prevented
that he could look in this direction.

Peter cut an onion in small pieces. He had a special blindfold at
home. It covered the eyes so the person who wears it won't see
anything, but there were to cages in it with a net to the eyes
and Peter filled the cages with fresh onion. This will be
terrible to Alexs eyes.

Peter went back, he taped Alexs eyelids open with duct-tape and
put the blindfold on it and tied it behind his head. Peter shoved
cotton in the boys ears and taped them close. Next he took a
wooden stick and pushed it between the boys bound arms and back
and tied it with many ropes till it couldn't go away.

Alex waited for the next and Peter pushed the table away. No the
whole weight hung on this thread and the pain went through his
body. Alex began to wriggle hard and he screamed the whole time,
but he wasn't heard. Peter added the canister to the pipe, he had
this equipment since 1 year because he tested it on himself. So
he knew the canister fitted perfectly and when the boy shitted
you couldn't smell anything. Next he added a rope to the stick
between arms and back, he took this rope and the rope which was
added to the ball separator and tied them both to the dumbbell.
This weight made more pain and Alex screamed till he blacked out.

Peter looked at his work. "Holy shit, I'm really good. I have an
angel in one of the worst bondage I know." He laughed, took some
pictures, closed the shutters and left this room. Next he got all
he needed and then he went to his car. He drove to the water park
to find the plastic bag with Alexs stuff in it. He wanted to
erase his existence also for the rest of the world.

Alex was the most of the time in a dreamless sleep. Sometimes he
woke up, but the pain was too much to come to a logical sentence
and then he felt back. After 1 hour he was only in trance when he
woke up. He hung there in hope it won't take many days.