Catch Me If You Can // The Black Phone

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⊱ ───── {⋆Chapter 12: Finney Blake⋆} ───── ⊰

~ Felicity's Pov ~

Max was out somewhere, so The Grabber let me sit in the living room and watch tv with him. He knew I was becoming delusional and insane being tied up all day. But since he still didn't know what to do with me. He might as well, just not be lonely.

Or so he says; "It's just because this is a good show" but I know that's a lie.

We were sitting on the couch, when the phone started to ring I looked at it. "It's probably Max, go answer it, but remember I'll kill you if you say a word," He says in a sing-songy voice.

I slowly groan as I get up from the couch, and I go and walk over in the direction of the phone. Which was located in the kitchen, on the counter.

I pick it up and clear my throat. "Hello?" I ask.

"Hello? Is this the Shaw residence?" The man asks. "Yes' ' I say, not really knowing if that's the last name of The Grabber. Albert Shaw. Hehe, funny name.

I looked over to The Grabber who was looking at me and had his gun pointed at my head.

"Is Albert home?" The man asks. "Yes, he is? But he's busy right now, would you like to leave a message?" I ask, and the line goes silent for a while. "Tell him that he's needed at work, thanks bye," The guy says before hanging up. I do the same, and I slowly walk over to the couch.

"Who was it?" The Grabber asks, I shrug. "He said they need you at work.." I mumble and he thinks for a moment. He gets up and lifts me with him. He carries me to my room. And ties me down like usual.

At least I got freedom for a while.

He goes into his dresser and grabs something, before walking out of the room.

He soon returned and switched a glass of water. "I might be gone for a while, so here I drink the water," He says. I'm laying down and tied up, so he pours the water into my mouth for me, and I instantly fall asleep.

-- 2 days later (Felicity has awoken since ^^^ ) --

~ Finney Blakes POV ~

I was walking home from school, like I usually do. It's Thursday, which means I'm walking by myself, since Gwen was heading over to Susie's house, like usual.

This time was different though.

As I was walking down the bath, a man was grabbing stuff out of his van, but he suddenly dropped everything, and everything fell out of the bags. "OhhHHhh," he says as everything falls.

"You goof" he chuckles to himself. I slowly and cautiously approach him, as he laughs to himself. "Well isn't that just peachy keen? '' He sighs. "Need some help?" I ask him. I kind of feel bad for him, I mean the man just dropped all his groceries.

"Haha, you see that haha" he laughs to himself picking up a broken eggshell and tossing it to the side. "Yeah.." I mumble.

"Would you hand me my hat?" he asks. I lean down and grab his hat, it was black and decently tall. I walk over and give it to him. "Yes sir," He mutters while standing up and putting his hat onto his head.

"I am a part-time magician, would you like to see magic tricks?" he asks. I love magicians, I find them so cool. And fascinating, like how they do everything, just Woah!

"Yeah!" I say with a smile, but that smile quickly fades when I look at his van a little closer.

"Are those black balloons in there?" I ask him, as I walk closer to the van. I hear him shake something, and he then opens the door and grabs the balloons, and me with his other arm. He starts to strangle me with the balloons, and I cut him with my pen.

Honestly not mean to, but hey whatever. I scream, while I struggle to get out of his grasp, and that's when he sprays this nasty ass stuff into my mouth, silencing my screams a bit, and he struggles to shove me into the back of his van.

But he was successful, my vision slowly starts to go blurry, and before I pass out, the last image I see is the man staring down at me, looking pissed, and then he closes the back of the van door.