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 Ted was excited. For weeks he had been investigating what was turning out to be one of the biggest political scandals this city had ever seen for his newspaper. Crime, corruption, bribes, and even murder was dirtying the hands of several key figures on the city council and Ted had finally found the smoking XXXX, the evidence linking it all together. Now all he had to do was finish typing up the rough draft of his story on his home computer before his editor came over.

"Ok, bright Boy. Put your hands up!" A threatening voice said behind Ted. Ted turned to see two men in ski masks holding a XXXX on him!

'Wh..what's going on?" Ted stammered!

"What do you think is happening? You've been too nosy! " the smaller of the two men explained, " and now we've come to take care of you!"

"Let's just shoot him" the larger of the men said, cocking his XXXX. But his partner stopped him.

"The boss said to make an example of him and his self rightous editor. Get me the rope!"

 Soon Ted found himself being tied tightly to his chair and his mouth taped by the larger man while the smaller one fiddled with a contraption on his front door.

Ted could only stare in XXXX as he heard the ticking of the clock.. Even if his editor didn't come, Ted could was dead..

"The men left Ted to sweat out his last moments bound and gagged. Desperately he strained at the ropes but the big man obviously knew a thing or two about knots. It soon became clear that Ted wasn't going to free himself in the few minutes remaining.

Ted could hear the thumping of his upstairs neighbor moving around.

Mmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Ted moaned as loud as the tape on his mouth permitted but his neighbor turned on his stereo, drowning out Ted's frantic pleas for help.

Panicked, Ted tried scooting his chair to the kitchen. Maybe if he could somehow reach the stove and turn off the gas, Ted thought. Unfortunately Ted lost his balance and tied as he was, he couldn't stop himself from tipping over. Ted lay stunned for a few more precious minutes. The ropes kept him still tied to the chair and now he was even more helpless on the floor. At least it was a little easier to breath down here.

 There was a voice on the other side of Ted's door. Faintly, Ted could make out the voice of his editor coming closer!

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmppphhht!" But it was no use. The gag kept him from being heard.

There was XXXX on the door. "Ted, it's Julia. let me in."

"Mmmmmmppht mmuuuu ffffffth!" Ted had to do something before she tried the door! Then he noticed the sweat from his face had made the tape a little less sticky. One end of the tape was beginning to peel off. Frantically he rubbed against the carpet, trying to take the tape gag off.

 "Ted? I hear you in there. Are you all right?"

"Mmmm!"

"I'm coming in!"

"The door knob began to move just as the tape finally came off of Ted's mouth. "NO! stay out! there's a booby trap!"

The doorknob stopped moving.

Ted's editor was able to get in through the window. She untied Ted before the timer went off. There was still enough time for the bomb squad to come and diarm the bomb. The would be assassins had been over confident. Ted gave them a copy of his hard drive with all the evidence to the police. A month later, most of the city council had been replaced. And Ted got a promotion to staff reporter and a raise. He now had more work then ever

Though he took some time to learn how to escape being tied up. Just in case.

The End