Help Me

Chapter Two

Someone lifted me up onto my feet, after unshackling them. They lifted me down from the vehicle, starting to drag me wherever we were heading to.

The sack or whatever they put on my head, was still firmly on. In any other situation I would be freaking out because of my claustrophobia but not today, it was peaceful. Very peaceful, it was a weird feeling. Being kidnapped shouldn't be a peaceful experience, but this was. My brain gets confused sometimes…

Suddenly the bag got ripped off my head, lights glaring into my eyes making me go partially blind, quickly closing my eyes tightly trying to block out any of the light. Maybe I was in heaven after all. Chuckling to myself mentally at how funny I thought I was.

My eyes finally adjusted to the blinding lights. Blinking slightly, finally able to open my eyes fully, I looked around to where I was. There were loads of people in masks and suits, like whoever was coming into this place was contaminated. They were in full biohazard suits, some of them, the rest had masks and gloves on. Who the fuck had kidnapped me.

Looking beside me, there was a quite good looking female. She had a mask on as well, so did the other person next to me. I couldn't directly see the other person next to me because I was placed at an odd angle.

Nearly losing my balance when the female next to me dragged me forward to a desk. The person behind the desk was a man who looked like he did weight lifting for a living. "Name" his gruff voice sounded. Just staring at him, not answering him. "Any identification on them when you picked them up?" He asked the female next to me.

"Nope, absolutely nothing. Should we take her to start getting processed?" The female asked beside me, her accent was unusual. It sounded Irish mixed in with a British accent as well.

The guy just nodded, typing something down on the computer. "Want me to radio to the Skipper, saying we might have a difficult one on our hands." He asked inquisitively, starting to type more.

"No we should be good for now, there's loads of us around, only one of her, should be a breeze booking her in." The guy just nodded in reply. They were talking about me like I wasn't standing right next to them. Also who's this Skipper they are on about, and how do they know I might be difficult… is it because I'm not speaking to them, or am I too calm for their liking?

The female started pushing me along again, not even giving me a chance to walk by myself. I really wanted to find out her name, calling her the female in my brain felt rude. 

She pushed me against the wall, just a couple metres from where the desk was. Feeling the handcuffs that were around my wrists loosen, then taken off. Theoretically I could just punch them now and run for it, but there were a lot of people around. I still don't understand why most of them were in biohazard suits, all of them were wearing masks as well. Even the people who kidnapped me, well I am assuming now it was two people.

The female grabbed my arms and shoved them onto the wall, she was very aggressive and it was starting to piss me off. She then kicked my legs apart, this was in the middle of the hallway where I could feel everyone's eyes staring into my back. "Have you got anything on you that's going to prick me, poke me, stab me and/or the potential to hurt yourself?" Did I have something on me that could do those things… shit yes I did.

Nodding slowly, I had two razors in my boxers. Yes I wore boxers they were a lot more comfy than normal women's knickers. "Okay whereabouts are the item or items." She sounded more nice talking to me now. It was weird, maybe she had some sort of personality disorder.

"Erm… they are hmm erm in my boxers." Trying to splutter my words out, embarrassed that I just said that out loud. This must be the most embarrassing thing I have ever had to experience. Hearing someone talk into a radio behind me, not being able to hear clearly what they were saying as I was slightly disoriented from the whole ordeal.

Suddenly a new voice appeared behind me, I am guessing this was the other person who kidnapped me. It could be a new person but unlikely for someone to come that quickly if they had radioed someone. "Strip." Is all they said to me. Fuck me, this was the most embarrassing thing I have ever had to endure.

"If you refuse, I will not hesitate to cut your clothes off while pinning you down. The guys behind wouldn't mind pinning you down to the floor as well." Shit shit shit… starting to panic, I was shaking, trying to get my hoodie off. Maybe I should just fight them… or run for it… fuck it. I started bolting in any random direction.

Suddenly someone grabbed me, forced me onto the floor and pinned me there. Then I felt it, my clothes being forcefully ripped/ cut off of me. I was left lying on the floor, someone pinning me down forcefully, naked. Usually I don't cry but at that moment I wanted to cry my eyes out.

After my last bit of pride was squished, someone forced me to my feet and slammed me again against the wall. Putting me in the same exact position as before. This time it was exposing the entire back of me. "So what's going on here then?" A new voice rang round the room or wherever they had placed me.

"Freaked out at the word 'strip' ma'am, bolted in a random direction so we took her clothes off for her." The person that ordered me to strip told the new person. I am guessing this new person was a higher up because of the formalities.

"So we have a runner on our hands, nothing we can't handle." The new female said, this whole interaction was confusing me. I still don't understand why I'm here, let alone what they are about to do to me. "Take her to room three, I'll get one of the Dr's to come down and do a more thorough search. By the way did you find anything in her clothes."

Someone grabbed my arm and held onto it tightly, my other arm suddenly had the same thing happen to it as well. "Yes ma'am, she admitted to having two blades on her, which we have retrieved and put in a small evidence bag. Her clothes are now all ripped and also cut so we have put them in a separate bag." There was no reply from the other female as I started to get dragged to the next destination they destined for me.
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