Muted

Chapter 4

The room Cam woke up in was dark and empty. There was only a bed and a small table with a McDonald's cheeseburger and a small fry. She stood up and went to the food. She examined it closely before deciding to not eat it. Can't risk it.
Cam looked around the room, familiarizing herself with her surroundings. She tried to say something but she couldn't. She tried and tried but nothing came out. Eventually, she gave up. She noticed a door in a dark corner of the room. She quietly crept towards it. She twisted the door knob. To her surprise, it was unlocked. Outside the room was a living room. Normal looking. A tan couch, a tv, a few rocking chairs. Suddenly she heard humming. She closed the door but left it open a crack, so she could see. She heard a microwave open and close. Then, the tv turned on. Someone flipped through Netflix until they found a movie. Identify Thief. The person was rustling around in the kitchen until the microwave went off. Moments later a man walked past the door with a bowl of popcorn. He seemed calm. As if he didn't do anything.
Cam didn't know what to do so she just watched him for a moment. When nothing happened, she slowly closed the door and waited for about an hour and a half.
It was quiet outside the room. Then she heard keys and the front door slamming shut. He was gone. She opened the door again and looked around. She didn't want to get far if he came back so she just studied the place and her way to escape.
Suddenly she heard a car door slam. She ran back into the room hoping he didn't see her. She sat down on the bed and stayed quiet.
She heard footsteps approaching the door and panicked. The door knob turned and the door opened.
She didn't recognize the man. He seemed to be in his mid 40's. He was at least 6'2 and intimidating.
"Hello, dear" the man said, smiling. "How did you sleep?"
Cam stayed quiet and glared at the man.
"Oh. Right. I forgot about that part. You can't speak. Wait here" He turned and walked out to the kitchen.
He came back a minute later with a paper and pen and handed them to Cam. "Write down what you want to say" he said. Cam raised an eyebrow. "Come on. Please?"
Cam started writing. Who are you?
"Call me Shawn" he smiled and Cam cringed. Is he really expecting them to have a relationship?
Where am I?
"My house"
Why did you take me here?
"You were knocked out at the party so I took you home"
You were at the party?
"Yes"
Why can't I speak?
"Right... About that um.. that drink you had.. that had an acid in it that made your voice break. Not forever just for a day so it should wear off soon. But I prefer silence. I'll explain it to you later. Get some rest"
I'm not tired
"I don't care. Go to bed"
Cam crumpled up the paper and threw the pen at Shawn. He caught it so she threw the paper at him too and that hit him in the head. Cam smirked proudly. She turned around and laid down, facing the wall. The door shut and she started thinking about how and when she would get out of here.

To be continued...