The Wild Scientist

Chapter 17

“Get up right now!” Oldie yelled.

I got up slowly and stood on the ground. I was feeling nervous and scared and didn’t try to protest.

The old man came towards me and grabbed me from my shirt.

“Let’s go you devil!”

He dragged me out of the room and made me stay in the hall, while he went to get his bag which was near a cylinder. Dragging me again, he went towards the exit.

We were outside the factory within a few minutes and it was morning. The old man dragged me towards the other side of the factory and I saw a small red car.

“Where are we going?” I shouted angrily. I was already scared.

“None of your business. Now get in the car!” He yelled. I had nothing to do but get in.

Suddenly he wrapped a piece of cloth around my nose and mouth but I tried to push it away. My breath became heavier and heavier and I fainted. He made me faint. Exactly how he did to Heather.

Waking up, I realized we were travelling but I didn’t know where. I was feeling dizzy after my sudden break down. The old man was driving the car and I was in the back seats. His gun was laid down on the front seat which wasn’t occupied.

I didn’t get up. I pretended to be asleep and unconscious.

“What the hell now? Am I going to die?” I thought.

Maybe or maybe not.

The old man suddenly turned the car to the right and we entered a small lane. At the end of the lane, was a nice cottage.

There weren’t people to be seen or heard, it was a lonely place. I feared at the thought of being dead in this place.

No, I won’t give up.

Stopping the car, the old man got out and opened the back door. He shook me hard.

“Get up you little devil!” He yelled like a maniac.

Slowly getting up, I got out from the car shaking with fear.

Yes, I wasn’t ready for this. I was scared.

“What is this place? Where am I?” I asked him but no, he didn’t respond.

He dragged me towards the cottage and we entered. To be honest, the cottage was nice.

Making me enter a room, he locked me in.

Okay, I was trapped again. Trapped until my death.

I sighed and looked around the room. It wasn’t like the one in the factory. It seemed to be like, it was a girl’s room. Pink walls and a pink table and chair. Even the bed was in pink bedsheets. The room was neat and tidy too.

This was a puzzle to me.

“Who lived here? Maybe oldie’s daughter? No, can’t be. Then who?” I thought.

I have to find out. And I will escape before it’s too late.