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"Come on you know you like, good, little kids"

I go out of the door and make my way to robin.

As I walk I notice how the black van is following me again. But I don't think much about it. Robin told me that I shouldn't be scared of some car, so I just kept ignoring it and walked.

But then I feel 2 hands grab me and pulling me into the van. I try to scream but that psycho sprays something in my mouth that makes me go numb. My sigh gets bad and then I just see black.

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Third person pov:

The man walks into the basement with the poor girl hanging down his shoulders. He lays her down on the mattress and looks at her.

He noticed that she's still knocked out so he took the chance. After he finished his business he just walks out. Leaving the girl in the cold basement.

Fiona POV:

I wake up. My eyes hurt as hell and I can't really see something. I close them again and wait a while till i open them again just to see nothing but walls. I look around and see a black telephone and a mattress on that I lie.

Wait...
I'm in the basement from my dreams.
The grabber.
He got me.

My eyes startet to get watery as I thought about robin and about my family. It gets more when I think about the fact that I had an argument with Gwen before I got out. The last time I talked with my sister was.. wow.

I hugged my brother yesterday for the last time. If I would've known that I would've hugged him even thighter.

I kissed Robin for the first, and the last time yesterday.

Robin.

I miss him. What will he think when he sees my face on one of these missing child posters? Will he care? Or will he just shrug it off?

I lay back down on the bed until I hear someone walk in.

I look up and see the grabber. This ugly freak with his mask. I mean I can't see his face but when he needs to wear a mask does it mean that he's probably ugly or very insecure.

"What do you want?" I ask as I back away. "Don't be scared. I'm not going to hurt you anymore..." he says as he looks down at my legs. "That what happened earlier. You were still knocked out... and you look so pretty in that dress. I had to take this chance." I close my eyes. Disgusted by the words of the man.

"You psycho." I mumble as I open my eyes again to look at him. "I'm cold. And hungry. Can you bring me something to eat?" I ask him but he just shakes his head.

"It's complicated. I can't right now. You have to wait a little bit princess." He walks closer to me and starts playing with my hair. What the fuck?

He then stands up and leaves the room. I hear the door close and stand up. I wanna get out of here. I wanna go home. I wanna see my brother and my boyfriend again. And ofc my little sister.

My eyes start to get teary again as I try to find something helpful in this room but what the fuck? Nothing here will help.

"In the hallway where the Toilette is." I hear a voice say. "What the fuck?" I say as I look around in the whole room but I see no one.

"You can't see me Fiona." The voice says again. That's it I'm getting crazy. I but my hands on my ears and sit down. I shut my eyes close. I'm going crazy. I start to hear voices! What the fuck is wrong with me!?

I start crying again. I'm such a crybaby what the fuck.

"Don't cry! You're not going crazy. I Promis fi." I look up again. But this time I'm shocked. That's the nickname Bruce and billy gave me.

When he says I'm not getting crazy... does it mean that I just can hear the voices of the dead kids?

"B- Bruce?" I ask and start to smile a little bit. The thought that I'm able to speak with my best friend again makes me happy. Even tho I'm stuck in this creepy basement.

"If you say so." He says and I hear in his voice that he smiles. It's really him. It's Bruce.

"Now go where I said you should go. The things on the floor. Their loose. You can take them off and dig a hole under them. I tried it too but I didn't had enough time." H explains.

I got to where he said I should go and look at the floor. He was right. You can pull the things that are there off and under them is earth.

I start digging a little hole, but I'm not fit enough to do more than a 2 hole until I lay back down on the bed.

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