We walk into the dark hallway. Ten minutes later, after a couple of stairs, and twists, and turns, we come to a corridor with benches on either side. We stop when we reach a door at the end of the hall.
One by one girls go in. They don't come out. The ones left outside are sprawled out on the benches. Some are panicking,
"Hi I'm Sarah"
"I AM SARAH! "
"You don't have to find another girl"
"You don't have to hurt me." I start to sweat nervously.
While sitting there observing, the girl I followed here turns around and says "I'm sorry you have to endure this too. He said he would stop. We all thought Renézmae was going to be his new Sarah but...she....we promised not to tell because we thought that if he found a Sarah he would let us go. But he found out....and he beat her for it." She drags a dirty hand over her tear streaked face, roughly. I scoot a little closer to her shaking form. "Was she your sister?" She looks up at me, with sad eyes, and I know that he killed her. "She wasn't, but my sister, Mallory, he killed her too." I hug her hard, shaking from sadness and fear. "My names Mackenzie." She whispers, straightening up, and sliding away from me a bit.
"You remember your name?" I stare at her in shock. "I don't remember anything about who I am or was." I whisper, frustration building up inside of me.
"Don't get upset, it takes some time to remember." She says looking at me calmly. "You weren't brainwashed." I sighed. "How long have you been here?"
"The first girl you encountered has been here for three months, her names Margo." She states and points to the three rips on the bottom of Margo's shorts. "Although I just made the decision to end my sisters life a day ago it seems, and Renezmae was just beaten and thrown in the back cell the other night before you got here." I just stare at her. She just steam rolls ahead, ignoring my look.
"We all had to get reconstructed to look like Sarah but he seems really excited about you, we had to clean out Renezmaes cell for you and he even gave us extra helpings of mashed potatoes." I just stare at her with a sickening feeling settling in my stomach.
"Maybe he has found his Sarah after all."
I wasn't leaving any time soon.
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"Oh my god." She gasps. There seemed to have been a violent struggle as blood lined the walls of the small dorm room. She stepped around the body, not ready to see a poor girl ghastly murdered. Her partner, Marks was taking photos of the blood that was most likely spilled during the struggle. While Dani, their medical examiner was taking samples from the body for a DNA test.
"We got a call last night from the roommate next door complaining of a smell. We checked it out this morning and found this." The custodian and supervisor stared at the horror before them. "Thank you guys, if we need anything else we'll give you a call." Marks walked them out with another detective for further questioning, leaving Dani, absorbed in her work, and Bishop in the dorm.
Bishop walks over to a collage of pictures on the wall. Two beautiful girls smile at the camera and in sharpie above them was: May-21-2015.
"Hey you found anything?" Marks asks stepping into the room. "Would the victim have finished her freshman year on May 21st?" She asks pointing to the picture. "Yea I talked to the supervisor and he said that they always throw a big party to celebrate the freshman making it through a year.
"Do we have a name for the victim?" Bishop asks staring at the pictures some more.
"Yes we do now, her name is Mallory, Mallory Mathews."
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Mackenzie stands up and walks to the door. She gives me a weak smile before heading in, leaving me all alone in the empty corridor.
I stretched out on the bench and Layed down. This has to be a dream, just a messed up dream.
There is no way we all were kidnapped. Wouldn't the police and their family's be looking for us?
How can someone kidnap so many of us and get away with it? Who can afford a prison like this? He must be a millionaire.
Who was Sarah?
All these thoughts, running through my head were the only things keeping me from freaking out and slamming my head against a wall.
An hour later the door opens and I groggily get up from the bench. Mackenzie did not come back out, just like the rest of them. "Getting in isn't the hard part, it's getting out."
"Just make it out alive." I Whispered to myself, walking through the opened door.
YOU ARE READING
Mind Games
Mystery / ThrillerAlex Crawford has just been kidnapped. She can't remember what happened. Unless she can blend in, and figure out how to escape, she will be just another pretty face mutilated by Baytowns very own serial killer...
