AMBER Alert

I dare you to.....

"truth, dare, double dare, or black hole?"

"what's double dare, and black hole?"

"double dare, you pick two people to dare you two different things. black hole is a dirty dare, or dirty truth. the person giving you the dare or truth gets to pick."

"oh, okay. double dare."

the three males looked over to one another with a slight smirk, knowing the plan. they'd been planning this for weeks.

"okay. pick which two people you want to dare you."

"uhmmm..... tyler and collin."

the twos' smirks widened as they spoke.

"i double dare you to get in the truck, and find the youngest girl you can. bring her back to us."

"isn't that like kidnapping!?"

"yes."

Tyler laughed loudly from inside the golden-colored minivan. Sean, the fifteen year old, soon-to-be kidnapper looked at him. Tyler and Collin were both eighteen, so usually Sean was left out. Today he wished he had been left out. "Guys. I'm not sure I want to do this." Sean's shaky voice was heard from the sidewalk. Tyler and Collin sat in the minivan, with the windows opened. They were strolling down the street, next to Sean. "You wanted to play with us. This is the price." Tyler's voice bounded off the alley-street's walls. Sean let out a low 'errr'. It was almost two a.m. and there was barely anyone out at this time. Ten minutes after they had decided to look in another town, they say two people. A woman and her daughter. The daughter looked about twelve-fourteen. The age range that Tyler and Collin wanted. Collin stopped the minivan, and rolled up the windows. They watched Sean approach the young lady and her mother with a black bag.

A loud, uneasy sound hit their ears. A gun was shot from the opened window of the minivan. Sean never agreed to commit murder. "Get the girl!" Sean heard Tyler scream, as the girl started to run. She had noticed her mother had been shot down, dead. Red signals started off in her head as she ran faster and faster as she heard the faint scream of the three males behind her. Sean had the running advantage, as he was on the highschool track team. Collin stepped on the pedal, as the van started to drive 'with' the girl. Sean, from ten feet away, could hear the girl's loud crying. This was horrible. Sean started to experience tears of his own as he continued to run after the girl. The young woman had tripped over a cardboard box, which made Sean's job easier. She sobbed loudly as she felt her head, and looked at her bloody fingertips. Sean put the bag over her head, and put his hands around her neck. Tyler opened the backseat door to the minivan, and whisper-screamed as he heard the sirens of police cars. "Fuck!" Tyler tapped Collin's shoulder and spoke clearly as he shut the door loudly. "Step on it!"

Once in the 'protection' of the abondoned building. The girl screamed between sobs, and Sean wiped away his tears. "Get her out!" Sean obeyed the order. These guys were not his friends, how did it take him so long to notice? Tyler and Collin were already out of the car, and they watched as Sean dragged her out of the van. Tyler shouted at the girl. "Shut up!" She screamed louder. Tyler pointed the gun at the female's forehead. "Take off the bad." Sean did as he was told, and took the black bag off of the girl's head. The girl had her eyes closed, and she was still screaming and crying. "I've got a gun to your goddamn head! Say one word you're gone!" The girl shot her eyes opened as she stared in terror at the gun. Sean and Collin said nothing, but Sean could tell that Collin was into whatever they were doing. The girl softly sobbed and was shocked when she felt two muscular hands on each of her arms. Grunting loudly she noticed she was being dragged to an old wooden bed that would most likely only be able to hold a maximum of three people. The bed had a rotten wooden frame, and what seemed to be like a new wooden headpost. The mattress on the bed was old, but it was oddly clean. Sean and Collin removed their tight grip on the young female. Tyler inches towards the young lady with the gun still pointed. "Please... Don't ... Don't hurt me..!" Tyler smirked widely, speaking with a loud and husky voice. "We're going to do a lot more or less than hurt you sweetheart... We're going to make you feel alive.." Tyler's voice trailed off as he watched Collin and Sean pick up a rope as ahout at the girl to put her hands above her head. They tightly tied the rope and connected the rope to the newer headpost. The girl looked over to Sean with eyes filled with tears and terror. Sean muttered to her, "I'm so sorry..." The girl blinked and let a tear roll down her check. "The new headpost it just for you, doll. We wouldn't want your hands to get splinters from that gross old one." The girl was positive where this was going.