I knew he wrote it, but I never thought he meant it. Of course he meant it! Now I sit here in a dark, musty brick room with no windows because I wasn't careful. What about my future? Is this my future now? To be forever trapped in this...this nightmare? To be tortured by the one who I used to call my father? Thoughts echo and bounce around in my head before the room in filled with a bright florescent light.
Kyle's tall, dark figure stands in the vestibule with a long whip. Terror runs through my veins as he steps into the room. I look around for any escape, instead I find Jamison in the corner. My heart leaps but falls, my mouth runs dry and I feel my heart beat in my stomach. Kyle throws back the whip but instead of it hitting me, it hits something else. Jamison. He screams in pain as his blood trickles onto the floor.
I look at the disbelief that is written across our kidnappers face. He kicks Jamison in the side and he falls on my legs. Tears stream my eyes. Please let this be a dream, I think. Please.
And the lights go out again.
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