Celeste

Chapter 1.

Alyssa - Her laugh broke the silence.

Celeste - Her eyes flickered with anger.

Lawrence - He observed the hostilities between the two women.

Marvin - He guarded the outside of the heavily padlocked door.

The air bubbled with anger and rage.

Alyssa - She knew laughing made Celeste furious.

Celeste - This was just another one a Alyssa's infuriating traits.

Lawrence - The tension in the air was very obvious.

Marvin - He observed a man in a deep maroon coloured jacket and a grey button up shirt walk past for the third time.

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Ralph - He walked past the guard, supposedly called 'Marvin', for the third time. Each time he observed Marvin with exceptional detail. Dark, brown hair; short and dull, well bitten finger nails and a large, strong, well built figure. Not an easy person to slip by for normal people, but for me it would be simple.

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Celeste watched Alyssa closely as she circled the chair Celeste was strapped down into. Alyssa cackled, then watched as Celeste clenched her fists in anger. This made Alyssa laugh even more.

Lawrence cowered behind an old tattered box, in fear of being seen. What Alyssa was capable of made her schemes and plans easy to follow through with. She was prepared to fight and even kill for what she wanted...

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Marvin had been assigned to his role of guarding the doors so no-one could escape or enter the premises.

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Ralph was already walking down the long, narrow corridor to where Celeste was held hostage. Only his expensive Italian leather shoes could be heard tap, tap, tapping down the corridor, but nothing was seen. He was a master of entering and exiting buildings without being seen, heard or noticed. This is exactly what Ralph had just executed; Slipped past Marvin without being noticed. Ralph smiled to himself as he kept walking.

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Ralph walked into the room with purpose and a defiant attitude.

'Aaah, welcome my old friend,' said a very exaggerated Alyssa.
'Yes, yes, it is me, the one and only,' Ralph smirked, enjoying being the star of the moment.
'Now quiet down, what are we going to do with... her?' Alyssa shivered pointing to Celeste.
'Well...' Ralph's smirk disappeared off his face.
'I knew you wouldn't have a plan, that's why 'I' have a one,'
'What?' Ralph glared at Alyssa.
'First I need you to smuggle her out, and then you can figure out the rest... Kill her for all I care.' Alyssa turned away tapping her foot on the cold concrete floor.
'Ummm, great plan Alyssa,' sneered Ralph.

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While the bickering and quarrelling continued between Ralph and Alyssa, Celeste was beginning to think of a way to escape.

Options:

Do a runner and probably get shot (take note of gun on the table.)
Try to scream for help and probably get shot.

Just as Celeste was making her mental list she saw a familiar face, pained with fear. Lawrence, my God, it was Lawrence. He was slightly obscured by the boxes he was hidden behind. Celeste thought she had lost him when they were taken from there home only hours before.

'Lawrence! Lawrence!' Celeste whispered.

Lawrence's head turned towards her.

'Celeste my love' Lawrence spoke to her.
'How shall we escape?' Celeste asked sadness evident in her voice.
'Its ok Celeste, we will get out,' Lawrence replied, still speaking in a hushed whisper.