THE ONES WE LEFT BEHIND

CHAPTER 3: THE BOX OF BOUNTIES.

I was dumped onto the side of the curb, while the guys didn't even think of undoing the zipties. I tried to run but a guard was waiting on the sidewalk. I gave up and dragged myself over to the guard where he undid my zipties. I rubbed my wrist where there was mark. He grabbed me by the arm and threw me onto the ground. But when I fell into the ground, everything lit up. There were rollercoasters, a giant spin-the-wheel, distorted playgrounds, and kids screaming. I looked behind and kicked my feet in the dirt, as I got up to run. I dashed away from, whatever that was, but my face smashed against a black wall. It was a giant box. The box was about, thirty by one-fifty, and about twenty meters high, with some hallways. In giant white lettering, the back of the box read:
THE BOX OF BOUNTIES.
"Hello, Jack!" A woman walked up to me with a too cheerful tone and smile. "Welcome, to The Box of Bounties!" I walked around taking a tour. I was super uncomfortable by the screaming, children. Some from pain and sadness and some from joy. I climbed up one of the steep, slides to get better view, not feeling any breeze. I swivel my head left and right when I heard a voice.
"Isabelle!" I call. "Emma!" I jumped off of the slide and end up breaking my leg. I grunted a little at the pain, but babied it. I run up to them as they turn around. They were in line for one of the weird rollercoasters, that seem like they could kill anyone at the right time. It started at the top, which was eight meters high, and sped downwards, then had a wayyy too tight of a turn, that made the coaster basically, jump off the railing a little. "What are you guys doing in here?" I asked, as tears came to her eyes, breathing in shallow gasps. "What?" I asked again.
"We were driving with mom and dad, but then we crashed and we woke up here!" Emma broke down, saying.
"OK, well, let's get away from this rollercoaster." I said, too late.
It was Isabelle's turn. She got on but instantly realized it was a mistake. She went downwards and fell out of the single seat cart for a little. She reached the tight turn in a second. She literally fell out of her chair but hung on to the handle as she banked at the end of the turn, and her body twisted. Losing her grip and spinning across the floor, "Izzy!" I said, on edge. I picked off the ground and noticed that the rollercoaster knocked her unconscious. I carried her over my shoulder, then froze in my tracks.
"Aieeeee!" A deafening shriek, made its way through the air. I whipped my head around and noticed a little boy being compressed between two springs of a trampoline. I ran over to him, though my body in agony, but was too late. A loud, Crack! Shockwaved the trampoline, but the kids kept jumping and laughing. The life in the boys eyes faded away. The same thought kept going through my head. What the hell is this place?

The boy fixed his mangled, posture and began laughing. He removed the springs from the trampoline like twigs, and continued laughing and skipping, singing la di da!

"You!" A voice called out to me, "come here!" I turned around to see a woman in a sweatshirt, sandals, and necklace beckoning me over in a whisper. "I know you." I shook my head and chuckled.
"I know, I know. I'm a wanted child. I'm all over the internet. I'm-"
"The son of the Tanner family." She interrupted.
"Erm, yeah. How did you-"
"Come with me." She walked away and I followed. Her long, silky brown, hair whipped past her as the air conditioner blew through the room. "I have to show something." She walked past a bathroom, in the black hallway. We walked further down the hallway and entered a room, filled with information about me, and my family.
"Now, wait. Just who the hell, are you?"