Five More Minutes | 18+ [HIATUS]

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My eyes fluttered open as I slowly regained consciousness, groaning quietly. As my body squirmed around, I rubbed my eyes, clearing my vision as much as possible. The brightness of the room made me squint, but soon enough I was able to look around.

My pupils moved in circles as I tried to examine my surroundings. There I was, lying on a bed, looking around at the interior of an unfamiliar room. There was a door to the bathroom on one side, slightly open. The walls and curtains were jet black, and the bed sheets were patterned with shades of gray and charcoal. The furniture followed along with the color scheme, and the doors did nothing less. The bed frame was a golden color, as were the designs on the black marble floor. This room was beautiful, and it was big, too. But I still couldn't pinpoint my location.

Then the memories all flooded back.

Zeke had pretended to need the bathroom, and when the guard finally decided to show him the "bathroom," Zeke knocked him down. I knocked down the other guard, then started running to Zeke. But while I was running I saw a man chilling on the doorframe, then I heard a gunshot and blacked out.. and now I was here.

My body jolted up as I looked around, panicking. I seemed to be alone, given the fact that Zeke was nowhere to be seen. I jumped on my feet before fixing myself up as much as possible and running to the door. Before I could open it, I froze.

Calm down, Athena. You don't want to get killed right now, I thought to myself.

Or maybe I did.

Shaking off the thought, I pressed my ear gently against the door, trying my best to listen for any indication of human activity on the other side.

Unfortunately, I couldn't hear anything.

I stood there for a few more minutes before finally giving up. I sighed as I slowly twisted the door knob, opening the door and peaking out. No one seemed to there, and so I slowly made my way out. I closed the door silently behind me and walked around on the tip of my toes, observing the house I was in.

The house itself was huge, and everything was either black or gold. Chandeliers hung on the ceiling, but other than that, there were no decorations of any sort. Nonetheless, the simplicity of it all was beautiful. I didn't dare to open any of the doors, due to the fact that I was afraid I might see something or meet someone I didn't want to.

I stopped once I reached a set stairs. The railing was a metallic golden color, and the steps were a polished black. It spiraled downwards, meaning I was upstairs. As I stared down hesitantly, I contemplated on whether or not it would be the best choice to go down.

Why am I doing this again?

I took a deep breath in and started walking down to the floor below. I made sure to take my time, wary about the fact that if I go too fast, a guard might assume I'm trying to escape and kill me on the spot. As I gradually got closer, I listened carefully for any sort of sound. Eventually I could hear someone talking. Step by step, the noise grew louder, and soon after, I was able to make out what they were actually saying.

"One million. By the end of this week. If you do not bring the money, I will kill both your daughter and your stupid little recruit," a familiar voice said.

So Zeke's alive, just not in the same room I'm in.

There was a long pause.

"Hendrix, I am not fucking playing with you. If you do not bring the money, I will burn your daughter alive and give you her corpse. Don't fucking underestimate me," he said before banging something on what sounded like a table. I flinched, still hesitant about showing myself.