Snatched

C.9. A New Room

Jack quickly gestures to follow him again. He then runs through the two doors opposite of the way we came in. I calmly walk around the table smirking at his excitement.

Something pulls at my arm. I turn back and see one of the smaller girls strapped to my arm. She looks frightened.
"Be careful of him," she says, her voice very quiet, "his family has... His brother is very dangerous..."

I pull my arm out of her grasp.
"I'll decide if he is dangerous or not, thank you very much" I say defiantly. I quickly waltz to the doors Jack went out of. Just to make sure she doesn't attempt to strengthen my idle suspicions. I banish those thoughts away and push the double doors open.

This room was completely different to the last few, which left me wondering how big this compound was.

It was a corridor that was about two meters in length and still quite tall. There were two other corridors that lead off left and right, yet they still  turned forwards eventually.

The walls were lined with doors. The doors were exactly the same. Each about two meters in between the others. As I started walking down the hall, I noticed that they all had names on them.

Some were in different languages and others were fairly simple; David Song, Jodie Sheared. I even passed a John Smith. Each name was on a golden plate and was decorated in different fonts. They must have been carved by an expert as there were no mistakes or scratches anywhere.

"Summer!" I hear Jack call, obviously annoyed that I was taking so long. I look further down and see a head poke out from one of the doors. I pick up my pace and walk to where i saw his head. Looking around, I noticed that there were actually quite a few without names. They were just plain gold plates.

I finally reach where I saw Jack last. I could see his name - Jack Hunter - which was drawn in a beautiful font, but the name looked strange, as if it was old and had been here a while.

It opened suddenly, which gave me a fright. There stood Jack in a different shirt. He was smiling his goofy smile again.
"You took so long, that I even had time to decide what to wear!" He said, imitating a high-pitched girl. I laughed, which was followed by awkward smiles.

"Oh yes!" Jack practically shouted, "Look behind you."
I spin around and see a door, not unlike the rest. Apart from it having no name.

"Yeah?" I ask.
"Open the door...!" He says. I do as he says and flick on the light switch. I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't this, an empty room. I turn back to him and see that he's still smiling from ear to ear.

"Is this a joke? I don't get-" I say.
"Do you, Summer Dale, accept this as your room?" He asked, again imitating a butler.
"Huh?" I ask, "what do you me-"
"Yes or No?" He asks normally, yet still full of excitement.
"Um... Yes?" I answer.

"Okay okay okay! Close the door, then your eyes and touch the gold plate!" He says, closing his own eyes. I do as he says and reach out for the name plate in the centre of the door.

I feel a little shock as my fingers touch the cold metal. I then ran my fingers over it to find it had a name already. But... How? I think. Opening my eyes, I see it has my name on it. It was in a beautiful font, it was simple yet elegant.

"How..?" I start.
"There are many things in this world that even I cannot explain, this being one of them." He says calmly, "Okay okay! Now open the door!"

I turn the knob and open the door. I then stood there in shock. My bedroom. It looked exactly like my bedroom. Except it was better. It had a beautiful mirror on one wall, and my mothers painting on the other, and in the middle stood my wonderful bed.

I walk over and test it, finding that it was the softest bed I'd ever felt. I look towards the door and even find my blue round clock hanging on the wall. I check my watch and chuckle as the little blue clock was still five minutes late. It said it was eleven o'clock.

Jack, which was previously watching my amazement, steps forwards and smiles again.
"You should get some sleep," he says, "It's early in the morning here. Oh yeah... Sadly, your original clothes fit come with the room. I'll get them now if you want." I nod happily.

"So um... Good morning." Jack said cheerfully, then he closed the door behind him.

I suddenly realised how tired I felt, from everything that happened today. I was just happy I could get some sleep at all. I trudge to the closet and find that the only clothes were some Pyjamas and a few training suits. I put on the perfectly-fitting pjs and flicked the light switch off.

I fall asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow.