Psychopathic ✔️

Chapter Eleven

Frankie was awoken suddenly by a beeping sound. He shot up in his bed, looking around the padded room until his eyes landed on the now opened door.

Two men wearing lab coats entered the room. They weren't Harald and Leroy, but they looked fairly similar. They had the same clothes, with tools hanging from their pockets as they did with Harald's and Leroy's pockets.
"Let's go, your time is up." One said, grabbing Mitch by his arms and walking him out of the door. Mitch surprisingly didn't fight back, he just let them take him out of the room.

"You too, boy." The other one said, motioning Frankie over before holding a hand on his upper back to make sure the boy wouldn't try to do anything.

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"Sandra! Hey!" Matt's masculine voice stopped the mum in her tracks. She had been drinking less since her first encounter with Matt, although she didn't know why. When she saw that most of the things in the fridge were expired and such, she was forced to go grocery shopping.

Which led her to the local supermarket, where Matt spotted her.

"Oh, hey Matt." Even though Sandra was drunk when they met, she could still faintly remember him. "What're you doing here?" She questioned, placing some more items in her cart.

"Oh, you know, grocery shopping perhaps?" Matt chuckled as he saw the lady blush at her question.

Of course he would be shopping, what else would he have been doing here? She thought to herself, mentally face palming.

"I'll help you out, I'm here alone anyways." Matt smiled at Sandra, and she returned it.

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"See? It's going to be fine." George whispered into Kayla's ear, holding onto her hand as they walked to the park. She nodded, swinging their entwined hands a bit.

"Thanks, George." Kayla's uttered, genuine love lacing her words. She stood on her tip toes and pecked his cheek, her boyfriend smiling in response.

"Anyt- " his soft words were cut off when two men grabbed at Kayla's shoulders, inserting a shot into George's neck. He yelped, fainting thereafter. Kayla could only stare at her boyfriend laying still on the floor as the two masculine men pushed her into the same van her friend had got taken with.

Kayla stayed silent, not wanting to anger the men. She knew for a fact that she wouldn't be able to escape the van by herself, so she stayed put.

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Frankie and Mitch sat in the metal made room which Frankie had been taken to when he had first been kidnapped. Mitch knew what was going to happen, for he had been in the facility for years and years. Frankie, on the other hand, had little to no clue.

"Alright, pick a weapon." one of the men wearing a lab coat said, gesturing at the table stacked with very pricy looking guns and knives. "Now!" He roared, annoyance clear in his voice.

Frankie and the older man walked slowly to the table, examining the things laid on top of it. Frankie settled for a pack of small pocket knives that came with a butcher's knife. He didn't care that basically all of the weapons had blood on them, he found it a bit amusing. Mitch took a hand gun after making sure there were bullets already in it.

"Great." The second man in a lab coat said, clapping his hands. "Now, we'll be showing you to . . . a person."

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