Survival

Ciara The Start of Round 1

It's been 3 days since I was taken from my home, I remember five dark figures over me before I was grasped by the hands of the mysterious figures and then beaten to the ground followed by the tight grip of ropes being twisted around my wrists and ankles. Next was the horrific scene of my dead family, mother, father and little brother mangled in a pile on a large plastic tarp, blood covered their chests and torsos. All of them with slit throats and stab wounds covering their entire bodies, I remember every detail of the night until a bag was placed over my head, after that all I could hear were voices, both men's and women's voices. I was thrown in the back of what seemed like a big van, once I felt the van moving I struggled until a voice told me not to, they'd just kill me sooner it said. I stopped struggling. Once the van stopped the same voices from before began speaking again, arguing about if this was going too far and then another objecting it was too late to turn back. Then the hands of these voices grabbed and tugged me out and on to walk, 5 minutes passed of walking, then a sharp pain in my arm arose then sleepiness then pitch black, even with the bag over my head I knew things went completely black. And now, I am here in a stone and metal room with no windows and one door with no knobs or locks, I was alone in a cube of coldness. When I awoken 3 days ago the ropes and bag were gone, I awoke in a bed, across from it, a metal table and chair, on it was note reading "Welcome to the first round". I'm still not sure what it means, first round of what? I felt so broken and lost, hungry too, I've only eaten three granola bars since I woke up here, that was on the table too when I woke up, along with one bottle of water, they were long gone now, it's been at least a day since I've eaten or had anything to drink. I have so many questions. Where am I? Why did they kill my family and not me too? Who are these mysterious people who adducted me? What is round one? Will I survive this? I've been asking myself all these questions constantly, I feel insane. I start crying again, rocking back and forth in the corner of the room like I have been doing these past days. I sit and whimper quietly, the voice of the man rips through the air, slicing it like a knife to butter. "Now that you are almost complete round one Ciara" I jolt my eyes looking to see if the door had open, no, I jolt my eyes around the room and see a speaker up in the corner of the ceiling, how could I have not noticed it? "Miss Ciara please focus" the mans voice boomed through the intercom "now that round one is almost complete I think I should start explaining what is going to happen to you, now please take a seat at the table"

***well here is the first part of this story, it's been a while since I've written anything so this is just kind of a risk I'm taking, but if you enjoy this please do let me know so I can continue on with it, I'll be posting chapters everyday or every other day, but I hope you enjoyed this so far even though it's not much, all feedback is welcomed :)
Silver-Rai***