The Liberator

The Ceremony

My captor made a 'forward' gesture with his hand, and I began following him, through the park, to a black jeep. He opened one of the back doors and waved me inside. I got in and sat down. He shut the door and made his way to the driver's seat. I screamed at my arms to move, to open the door and escape, but I couldn't move. I was not in control of my body. He was. I tried to open my mouth to scream at him, something, anything, but I couldn't. I was speechless. Not like I had nothing to say, I had plenty to say, but I literally could not render speech. It was annoying. After we'd got moving, and we were heading down the interstate, he finally waved his hand, and I was in control of my body. First I tried to open my door, but he whistled a tune, and my seatbelt buckled, and my arms chained to the seat in front of me. I groaned.

"Was that really necessary?"

"Yes."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere."

"Why are your answers so vague!?"

"Because they can be."

"Argh! You're so annoying!"

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compliment!"

"I know."

"Then why- wha- argh!"

"Shut up, will ya? I'm trying to drive." He snaps and again I become mute. We drive down the interstate until we turn off on a dirt road. We drive along for a couple of miles until we pull into the parking lot of an old, creepy-looking church. The paint was peeling, the roof was half-caved in, and one of the great big doors was missing. My captor stops the car, and gets out, coming around the car to my door. He opened it and dragged me out, after unchaining me from the seat. I am still mute, but I can move, so I try to punch him, he dodges, and snaps, I'm not in control anymore, again.

"Don't try that again," he warns me. I glare at him. I can still control my eyes. He waves his hand, and I can talk, but not move.

"Why are we here?" I ask. He gives me an almost predatory smile.

"We're here for the ceremony." I gulp.

"Ceremony?"

"Yep. The Ceremony." I try to hide my nervousness.

"So, what exactly goes on in this-uh, ceremony?"

"You're involved, that's all I'm allowed to say, and don't worry about your little boyfriend, he and all your other friends and relatives have been wiped. You no longer exist in their world."