Chapter 49

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"Life is too huge and complex." -F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise


My eyes feel heavier with every second that passes by. The room is silent except for the occasional cough coming from myself. It feels harder to breathe down here, but it might be due to the fact that I'm close to having a mental breakdown. The heavy beating of my heart only makes me panic further and my breathing quicker.

I'm anxiously waiting for Luke to arrive. Honestly, I hope they don't find him. I couldn't stand the thought of him being hurt, and I know they need information from him. Those men seem like they would go great lengths to gather that information.

This whole situation is insane. Luke and I are only teenagers. What kind of people take teenagers hostage?

The entire basement goes black in a fraction of a second. I close my eyes and reopen them, but everything is still completely dark. What? I keep my mouth silent out of fear. No noises have been made since the lights turned off. I guess the power might have gone out.

After a long while, I hear two sets of footsteps walking down the hallway. It takes a few minutes before I can hear the footsteps just a few yards away. I can feel my skin heat with fear. The clicking noises from their shoes stop right in front of my cell. I can't see anything, but I can sense their presence.

As quietly as I can, I step backwards away from the metal bars. I walk about five feet before my head hits against the stone wall at the back of my cell. A few seconds of silence pass before I hear a few clicking noises. A noise, sort of like a mist, begins. I start to smell a strange odor. My head starts to become fuzzy and my eyes burn. I feel my vision become fuzzy and my head is numb, and then nothing.


LUKE'S POV

I struggle against the four men holding me in place, but it's no use. I can't figure out a way to escape this fucking van. Everything has been happening so quickly. I went to grab us more drinks, and the next thing I know someone is dragging me through a door and into a van. Seriously, what the fuck is going on?

I'm being held to the ground face down, and every time we hit a bump I can feel my face bruising further. Wherever they're taking me, I hope they're taking me to her. If they hurt her, I will lose my fucking mind.

The van continues this long drive for what seems to be hours. It abruptly stops after a few minutes. It's dark outside, and I can hardly make out what the building ahead of me is. The four men drag me to my feet. I'm lead into the building ahead. From what I can see, it's really run down and old.

We walk down more hallways than I can count. I've given up on struggling out of their arms because they're stronger than I am. Plus, I'm lost in this building anyways. There is little to no chance I could find my way back out of the building without being caught.

We continue walking down a very long hallway. There is a tall man on each side of me, holding my arms, and one man in front of me and one man behind me. After what seems like minutes of walking down this particular hallway, we stop. I hear keys rattling into a lock. I'm pushed into a room and some sort of prison door is locked shut.

"Where am I?" I finally speak up.

"An abandoned correction facility."

"Why?"

"We'll talk later," one man says. It's pitch-black down here. I can't see them walk away, but the soft tapping of their shoes gives it away. I'm left alone in a small cell with nothing but my thoughts. The fact that this was used as a correction facility horrifies me. Not because what will happen to me, but because of what probably happened to people centuries ago in this exact cell.

I've been left alone in this cell for what seems hours. Time is passing very slowly, though, so it most likely hasn't been too long. There's nothing to do but worry. I'm stressing over everything right now.

I wonder if they have Jake. That would rip me to shreds inside. He means everything to me. I can't imagine what I'd do if I had to live without him. Fuck. This place is driving me insane.

All I can hear is my mind running over every possible scenario that could play out. It all depends on who these men have taken. Whoever they took have to be in this building too, right? There can't be an endless amount of abandoned buildings in the same area. And if I know these men at all, they're going to use my loved ones against me to get information out of me. I'm almost positive this has to do with my parents. I know what they want me to tell them, but I can't. I'm not sure why, but my parents were very strict about not telling anyone anything.

Within seconds, the lights out in the hallway flicker on. I look outside this cell down the hallway and I can't see where it ends. The hallway consists of hundreds of cells just like the one I'm contained in.

My eyes look across the hall to the cell across from mine and my heart stops. I see a small, limp body spread out across the floor of the cell completely still. Vanessa.

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