=the ropes around you grab on the hook, but now you are just stuck.
=he has his way with you and leaves you there to die, like he heard you were going to do with him
=you vomit up my fingers and the retching of your body loosens the hook that was fastened to the rotting wall
=you fall in your vomit
=there is a pain in your leg, it seems you might have landed on something,
= you wiggle your way out through the hole you created, and out onto the road, then down it, hoping to run into someone.
=no one comes, your leg is swollen and possibly infected, and your skin is almost like hamburger meat (raw) from all that wriggling, the trip back to town take three days
=you take some time off to tend to your tender body
=when you are healed enough to handle another encounter, you place a tracker/bug/mic/wire tap on cheater and report the murder of me
= when the murder makes headlines you personally put a (news) paper at Cheaters front step and several in his house. You also fill his house with a hallucinogenic gas and wait for him to appear to have the symptoms of hallucinations (paranoia, fear, shouting and flinching at nothing, and whatever else there maybe)
= you appear to him again, gag him, and torture him right there and then, all the while doing that “bleeding heart” “pity me” thing
= you hear sirens coming and think nothing of them until you hear those words “we have the house surrounded, come out with your hands up”
=you walk out the door, but the gas has gotten to you and you try to run
=an officer shoots, you fall
+if this were a movie~ the camera closes in on your face, a final tear drop falls , your head is laying on the ground, and there is a word stuck on your lips, could be anything form God/Lord, to my name, to Cheater’s name, maybe the word “No,” etcetera, etcetera