Awkward Situation

Imagine…if one day of your normal life…you and 3 of your friends were abducted by someone you know. They put you in a very dark place…with no lights or windows. No food…no drinks…no nothing.  He tells you that you have to fight for your life. At first you are scared…you don’t know what to do. The first day goes by and it felt like a month. You are hungry…you are thirsty and you have no way out. He comes to the door, looks trough the hole and with a joking tone he says: Its feeding time ladies. You see a small hole on the door open and a slice of bread is thrown inside. You look at everyone in the face…and there is silence so deep that you can hear a needle drop. After a few minutes you decide to be fair and divide it equally. Everyone takes the equal amount of bread and eat it up quickly. It doesn’t satisfy the hunger…doesn’t even help. After a while we start to get desperate! We bang desperately on the door! We yell with all of our power: Let us out you freak! But there is no response. We start trying to find a way out but there is nothing but solid cement walls. It has been 3 days now… we haven’t eaten anything greater than a slice of bread and nothing but 3 oz of water for each of us. We are getting dehydrated. Feeling week…loosing strength…loosing …conscience.

We are getting really desperate…we start to turn on each other , we fight and yell at each other when we should be plotting together for a way to get out. But it is to late now…the damage  is done…it is like breaking a window, you can try to fix it but it will never go back to the way it used to be. It has been a week…we are almost passed out. We are too dehydrated to attempt to move. I hear footsteps…as loud as a truck noise…they are getting closer, closer and closer. The footsteps stop at the door and a loud voice says. I have decided to let one of you live…but the other 3 must die.

A few seconds later a knife and a apple fall from the door hole. We look at each other for a few minutes. I race to the door as fast as I can…grab the knife and stab one of my friends first. I see the blood falling from her stomach…she drops to the floor and everything is quiet… The other two try running away from me but it is to late… I’ve made up my mind. I need to get out! I run and slash her throat… I am soaked in blood. I watch her bleed to death…it is almost entertaining. My third friend begs me for the apple…she says she doesn’t want to die hungry. So I give it to her…I figure might as well give her a last wish…I’m going to kill her in a few seconds anyway. As she enjoys her apple I see her face stop… she starts struggling for breath. She looks sick…she is gasping for air. I don’t know what’s going on. She starts shaking as if she was having a seizure. She suddenly stops. Turns out the apple was poisoned. I walked out of there alive. I am supposedly a winner and lucky to be alive…but for some reason it does not feel that way. What would you have done if you were on my shoes?