Twisted plans...

Chapter eleven....... Taken?

I wake up in unfamiliar territory . I look around but all I can see is darkness. I try to get up but my hands and legs are tied down. I figure it out that I am in a chair. A very uncomfortable one too. I shuffle around but just bang into a wall. A flashback of that morning comes back to me as I remember the door bell ringing,me opening the door.....me being taken, being in some sort of vehicle, i remember the vehicle moving fast and going very sharply around the corners. So by the process of elimination i figured, it couldn't be a boat because 1: there is no corners in the sea 2: i always get sea sick, and if I recall correctly I did not vomit. And it couldn't be a plane because 1: like a boat except in the sky, there are no corners in the sky 2: my ears always pop while I'm travelling on a plane. So, it must of been a car. I figure since it was a car I must still be in the country. Ut oh... then I remember the concert! I open my mouth to scream, it echo's. I continue to scream until my voice is shaken and squeaky. I hear a door opening and a dim light flickers. I look up, an average sized man comes behind me and unties my hands. i bring them infront of me and look at them. My wrists are all red and burnt from the rope. I can see the mans eyes and lips, it looks like he shows no pity towards me. Well, from what I can see anyway, maybe he is,maybe he is dying inside because he feels terrible for doing this. I snap out of my thoughts when I feel a hand smack against my cheek, right where it hurts the most. I bring my hand up to my cheek and protect it with my hands, pressing gently against it. I know he has no pity for me. I start to wonder why he just did that. Since he entered the room I've never tried to attack him, or I've never even spoken to him. But he answers my thoughts 'Thats for disrespecting me, when I walk in here all your focas should he on me!' He states. I just knod. He walks out of the room leaving the door he entered in open. I think about his accent. It was either English or Australian, i can never tell the difference. I lift my head up with all the energy i have left and look around me. I try to come to a conclusion of where I might be but I am clueless. The dark haired man enters the room again. i glare at him. I am trying to make him feel intimidated, but I know it is a stupid thing to do in this situation. Since he has the power. He comes closer to me,he stands above me and spits on me. I look at him disgusted. He throws me a bottle of water. I open it with difficulty and take a big gulp. I look at the bottle, i just drank roughly half of it just there. He comes over and smacks the water bottle out of my hands and ties my once free hands back up again. He walks away from me leaving me alone here in this strange building in the dark.