Quinn's POV:
I woke up the next morning at 8 o'clock and I immediately knew something wasn't right. Cara wasn't in her bed but all the lights were still off in our dorm. I got up and looked around, but the only thing out of place was Cara's hairbrush on the bathroom floor which wasn't really unusual. I figured she must be out doing some early-morning soccer training because her first class today wasn't until 10. I texted her just to make sure she was alright, after our encounter with the guy in the hood at the café.
"Hey where are you?" the text read. I shut off my phone, continued getting ready, and headed off to my biology class.
Cara's POV:
I woke up in a room I didn't recognize. Suddenly, I remembered the guy in the hood from last night. I looked around, there was a single lightbulb right above me and the rest of the room was dark. I was sitting in what felt like a folding chair, and my hands and feet were tied together. From what I could make out in the dim light, it was a small room, with grey cinder block walls and a cement floor. I couldn't see any windows, but there was a door and short set of stairs to my left. All of a sudden, the room was flooded with light, and the guy in the hood walked in.
"Good morning, Cara," he said with a smirk, "did you sleep well?"
"Where am I?" I demanded, furrowing my brow. Before he could give me an answer, my phone went off. I tried to reach for my phone but I couldn't get to it with my hands tied up.
"Don't worry, I'll get that for you," he said as he reached into my back pocket and grabbed my phone. "It's a message from Quinn. 'Where are you?' it says."
"Give me my phone," I said through the gritted teeth.
"Well, we wouldn't want her to worry about you. I'll just tell her you had a family emergency." I saw him typing and once he sent the message he dropped my phone and stomped on it.
"No!" I shrieked as I started to cry. He lifted his foot, and my phone was crushed.
"Don't be a baby," he growled as he leaned in towards me, "this will all be over soon, if you cooperate."
"What do you want from me?" I asked, tears still running down my face.
"You'll see," he said as he walked out of the room, leaving me in the dark.
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Taken
Teen FictionWhen Quinn's roommate Cara goes missing overnight, it's up to Quinn to find her. During her search, she uncovers unexpected things about Cara, and nothing is as it seems. Will Quinn be able to find her, or will sudden interest from a mysterious boy...
