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It was a bizarre case to say the least. A group of three, hiking in the woods had been attacked by a masked man. He hadn't robbed them, or really harmed them, but instead had tied them up in a very calculated way. In short, the three hikers, a father and his twin 20 year old daughters, had been forced to knock themselves out with chloroform at gunpoint by the masked man. When they woke up, they were stripped to their underwear, with their hands cuffed behind their backs. Their necks were all connected by a short leash attached to collars, with the father in the middle, and the daughters on either side of him, held three feet away by the chord. But most interestingly was what their attacker had done to their heads. The father had earplugs stuffed into his ears, followed by cotton balls, followed by bulky noise cancelling headphones that were duct taped into place. His mouth was packed with a rubber stress ball and duct taped shut. The daughter to his left's mouth wasn't taped, but she too had the headphone treatment, and her eyes were covered in duct tape, blinding her. The other daughter had her mouth taped just like her father, and a blindfold like her sister, but her ears were free. One of them could see, One of them could hear, and One of them could speak. Tucked into one of the daughter's bra was a note, written by their attacker that read "See No... Speak No... Hear No..." The investigator charged with finding out who this man was poured over the files containing the accounts given by the three victims, looking for any information that would help them.

The Father: See
When I woke up, I saw my daughters laying unconscious on the ground. One's face was covered in duct tape, sealing her mouth and keeping her eyes closed. The other Had headphones on, and her eyes covered, but her mouth was free. It took a bit to realize that I was also gagged and deafened. I literally couldn't hear a thing. I couldn't open my mouth, and I'm sure I wasn't making much noise, but with the headphones in I couldn't be sure. My daughters woke up soon after. I could see the one whose mouth was uncovered speaking, screaming, but I couldn't hear what she was saying. The other one was turning her head side to side, trying to figure out what was going on by sound alone. I desperately wanted to comfort them, they both seemed so scared. But again, I couldn't. I couldn't even give them a sympathetic look, as neither of them could see. I stood up, gently pulling on the leash that connected us all. I held both of their hands for a moment, and they seemed to realize that I was their father. Since I was the only one who could see, I felt like it made the most sense for me to lead the way. Looking around however, it was not at all clear which way we should go. While before we had been on the path, now we were in the woods, with no trail in sight. The sun was high, around noon, so we had plenty of time before dark. Figuring any way was as good as the next, I started walking. Without the use of their eyes, the girls had a hard time walking straight. The leash connecting us kept pulling taut as one of them would veer off. Since it was so short, any deviation made for a sharp tug on the line. I was glad in a way that they were blind, because the captor had left me in nothing but my boxers, and I would have been embarrassed for my daughters to see me that way. In the heat of the day, I was sweating heavily, and I could see they were too. I noticed the daughter who only had her mouth free fidgeting as she walked. That stopped as I saw a wet spot grow at her crotch, and saw her biting her lips as she wet herself.

I could see that the sun was getting lower and lower, but this only put the heat at an angle, right in our faces. I was starting to get worried that it would get dark before we found help. The path was still out of sight, and I had no idea where we were. I had the feeling we were being watched, but whenever I looked around I never saw anyone. As it got dark, I got more and more frightened. I didn't want to stop, so I kept going, hoping that we would find some kind of assistance. Eventually, we came up to a ranger station that seemed abandoned. We spent the night there, hoping that someone would come. However, no one did, and there was no radio or other way to call for help, so all we could do was waited for morning and set out again. Finally, about noon the next day, we found the path again. Soon after, we passed a group of hikers, who removed our gags, headphones and blindfolds, and comforted us while we waited for the police to come. The cops picked the locks, and finally we were free.

The First Daughter: Speak
When I woke up, I couldn't see or hear anything. I tried to call out, and while my mouth wasn't obstructed at all, I couldn't hear my own voice. My hands were held behind my back with heavy handcuffs. I felt a slight breeze on my body, revealing that I had been stripped to my underwear. A tug on my neck told me I was attached to someone else, and when they held my hand, i realized it was my dad and sister. I kept trying to speak to them, to ask if they knew what was happening, but since I couldn't see or hear, I had no idea if they could hear or understand me. Another tug on the collar on my neck pulled me forward, and we started walking. I had no idea what time it was. All I knew was that my bare feet hurt from walking in the forest, and the heat was making me drip with sweat. Being unable to see or hear forced me to simply think about what was happening. Who had done this to us? And why? I could understand someone robbing us, maybe even tying us up, but letting us walk around like this? Not gagging me? It didn't make any sense. The man who had approached us was wearing a mask, and had forced us to chloroform ourselves. Fear was growing in me. Was this some perverted game? Would he be following us? Maybe sending us into some kind of danger?

As what felt like hours drew on, the urge to pee grew. With my hands bound, and being led by the others by the collar, I couldn't stop or pull down my underwear. I tried to hold it, but as we walked the urge grew greater and greater. When it finally grew too much, I wet myself right there as I walked, groaning in embarrassment as I felt it run down my legs. It started to get cooler, and soon I felt the ground turn to wood beneath my feet as we stepped into what must have been a cabin. I slept only a little, as I couldn't get comfortable with my bonds and being attached to the others. It wasn't long after we set out again that someone took my blinds and earmuffs off. I was relieved to finally be able to see and hear again. Some other hikers had found us, and called the police to help us get out of our cuffs.

The Second Daughter: Hear
When I woke up, I couldn't see a thing, and my mouth was taped shut. My ears were free however, and I could hear my father's gagged voice and my sister's unobstructed screams. I wanted to comfort her, but again I couldn't speak. A collar around my neck was tugged, so I got to my feet and started walking. My hearing was enhanced because my other senses were drowned out, so i was aware of every footstep and breath my father and sister were making. The summer heat was intense, and I was sweating profusely. I could smell my father and sister's sweaty bodies as well. My sister stopped screaming, but she kept trying to talk to us. Asking where we were going, where we were, who had done this. I wanted to answer, or at least tell her to shut up, but I was gagged, and I didn't know if she could even hear me. Eventually, I smelled pee, and heard my sister moan slightly and curse herself. After a fitful night of rest in what I assumed was a cabin, we set out again. Soon I heard voices. "Oh my god! what happened to you three?" It said. I mmmphed in response, and heard my father mmmph too. Soon enough we were free of our bonds.

The police had no idea who had done this. But the random nature of the incident, and the ritual way they were bound made them think this man wouldnt just do this once. They fully expected to see more of this sometime soon...