-3 Days Later-
Aleigha was kept in a cold, confined space where she was beaten senseless. Her attacker never said a word. She was fed a protein bar, an apple, and 3 bottles of water each day.
On the third day, she was untied from the ceiling, tased, and thrown in a dark space.
"Why are you doing this?!" She would yell and cry each time she heard the person.
"Please just take me home, Please! My husband...My husband is looking for me please!"
"And my mom, please don't kill me she won't make it if she lost her child. I'll give you anything you want!"
"Why won't you fucking ANSWER ME?!"
Aleigha heard a door slam, lights powered off, and she was left in the dark for what felt like eternity.
-2 Weeks Since Kidnapping; October 2-
Aleigha woke up covered in sweat and vomit. Her head ached so bad, she could barely open her eyes, and her body was sore. She tried rolling over thinking she had a terrible dream, but couldn't due to pain.
She was lightheaded and week from what she assumed was dehydration.
"Mitchell?" she whispered. She began to weep looking around at nothing but darkness.
"Mommy!" She cried. "Can anyone hear me?!"
"HELP!" She cried out.
Suddenly, music began to play.
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
Her body stiffened. Was it a car passing by? Where was she and where was the music coming from?
"He-Hello. Hello? Hello?!"
A man's voice began to sing with the Frank Sinatra record,
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Aleigha screamed and screamed until finally the record stopped. "No one can hear you down here, lovebug" He opened the door to what she now knew as a closet.
In the doorway, dressed in a suit, with his badge on his hip - Scott.
Mitchell's best friend.
"Scott! Scott take me!" She murmured through her swollen lips.
"Help me." She leaned into him.
"Come on baby, let's get you cleaned up." He lifted her by her arms causing her to scream in pain.
"I'm sorry, we'll get you patched up!" Scott smoothed over her face.
She looked around noticing a very nice house. Almost normal.
"Where am I?"
"Your new home." He replied bluntly.
