Endurance

Chapter 16 - Cannabolism

At the BAU, the team had been looking through the footage. They discovered which way they went and now had to run a license plate.

Garcia was calling them from in her computer room. "It looks like the unsub is named Douglas Bryant. He's 41, no form of a serious romantic relationship, he...oh my golly." Garcia started.

"What is it?" Hotch asked from the other line.

"His brother is Owen Bryant." Garcia said which led to a bunch of gasps.

"You don't mean that cannibal on that one case a year ago, do you?" Rossi asked.

"That is exactly what I mean." Garcia said.

"What's his address?" Hotch jumped straight to business as usual.

"He seems to have two addresses, his house address and his cottage address." Garcia said looking at her computer.

"He's more likely to have them at the cottage because that's in the direction they went." Garcia said looking at it on a map.

"Okay send us the address." Hotch said.

"On it." Garcia said. "Guys."

"What?" Everyone asked.

"You get this unsub and save Morgan and Reid, okay?"

"We will." Hotch said and hung up.

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In the cabin in the middle of who knows where, I woke up.

I tried to rub my eyes but realized I couldn't. I squinted and looked around. Morgan and Bryant seemed to be in about the same place as when I passed out...oh my god I passed out.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Bryant yelled out.

I looked over at the curtains that were holding the sun out.

"H-How long was I out for?" I asked and sat up in my seat I was still tied to.

"Like seven hours. I got bored so I went to sleep. I can tell your boyfriend over here couldn't fall asleep." Bryant referred to Morgan.

I rolled my eyes at that comment.

"How can I fall asleep knowing I could be waking up to my best friend's screams??" Morgan was already worked up.

Bryant chuckled and looked back over to me who was wincing in pain from my wound.

"I think I'm bleeding through my bandage." I said.

Bryant bent down and took a look. "You sure are." He peeled the bandage off making me wince.

"Let's grab another one." Bryant said and headed off.

"What we should be grabbing is a doctor." I said.

"Nah." Bryant unwrapped a new bandage. "Then we wouldn't be able to continue the fun."

Morgan and I both knew what he meant by 'fun' and we immediately became frightened again.

Bryant finished sealing up the bandage. When he stood up he examined the bruises on my face. "Those are turning a lot more purple than I thought."

He turned around and pulled out a carving knife. Immediate fear appeared in my eyes. Bryant noticed it and he smiled.

"Let's get this party started! Well I guess we would be resuming the party." Bryant approached me.

"Hey! Don't you touch him!" Morgan yelled.

I tried to scoot back and do anything possible to move away from the knife but it was useless. My brows raised as high as possible.

He unbuttoned my collared shirt revealing the whole top part of my pale, skinny body. I gulped as he started to bring the knife towards my chest.

"Bryant, I swear to god. You cut him with that and I will end you. You hear me?? I will end you!!" Morgan was yelling.

Hearing that only made Bryant's smile grow. He continued to move it closer and closer to my chest.

"Bryant, please. You don't have to do this." I took my eyes off the knife and over to him.

He ignored Morgan and I and sliced the knife into the right side of my chest. Cutting it not too deep, and slicing in a line downwards.

Excruciating pain shot through my body. I screeched. My head drew back and I screamed up to the ceiling.

When he finally finished, there was a long line from the cut and blood dripping down.

Morgan was struggling and fighting the restraints.

"Please. No more." I whimpered.

Panting again, I struggled to get out the words. "My team will find us and they will kill you." I took pauses in between each word to catch my breath.

"It's so cute when you threaten me." Bryant scrunched his nose while saying that. He poked mine with his finger which I hated. Sadists never fail at making me uncomfortable.

Seeing him touch me brought fury to Morgan's eyes.

"You know, I've always questions my brother's ways." Bryant said out of the ordinary. "I mean eating human flesh and drinking human blood? That's just nasty."

Morgan and I wondered where he was going with this.

"He was always convincing me to try it saying, 'just try it, you'll like it!' But I never did because I was too afraid." Bryant explained. "But you know, I think I have enough courage to try it now."

He looked down at my bleeding cut.

Is he going to do what I think he's going to do...

He bent down staring at it. He tilted his head while he stuck his finger out.

In confusion, I looked down at his fingers touching and sliding down my cut. His finger was covered in my blood.

Me and Morgan's brows furrowed as he stuck his finger in his mouth. He licked his lips and swallowed.

"Oh wow. My brother was right. It's not bad." He reached in for more.

"You sick sonuvab*tch." Morgan said.

There was nothing I could do but watch him stick his finger in my cut and eat my blood. It was disgusting, I was tempted to look way.

"So what you're a cannibal now?" I asked with no understanding at all.

"Maybe." He said.

"I can't wait until my team gets here so I can watch them kill you." I felt so much power while saying that.

It all went away when he leaned in super close to me so that our faces were nearly touching. Looking at me straight in the eyes he said: "You'll be dead before they get a chance."

He stayed that close to my face and continued to stare into my eyes as he jabbed the knife into my stomach.