The Traveler - Love Hurts

Toby lay on the small bed and could not move. His wrists had been tied firmly on the bedposts, along with his ankles. He squirmed around in the bed, but it was to no avail. The ropes were tied too tightly and there was no way Toby could wriggle free.

Sweat began to pour down from his forehead as he contemplated his grim fate.

'I can't believe this is happening to me! I just passed through this town to get some respite from cattle herding and this happens to me. This ain't right!'