~Julie's pov~
The feeling as if I was falling took action over my body. Falling? No, I was moving. My eyes sprung open within a split second. I was right. I was moving. My hospital bed was being rushed down the dark, damp, cement hall. Three doctors surrounded me as they pushed me to where ever I was supposed to be going. On my right, a tall male, which seemed to be the same one as before with his short black hair just peaking out from under his hairnet. Closest to me on my left was a, little over average height, blonde female. However, she wasn't in doctors clothes. She was dressed in dark blue jeans and a light, almost skin colour cardigan with dark blue stitching. Her curled hair fell perfectly onto her back and bounced as she jogged. The nurse in front of her was almost the exact oppisite. She was short with shoulder length brown hair. She was dressed in light purple, almost lavender, scrubs with her bright blue gloves holding tightly around the side bar by my ankles. After a minute we slowed down and rounded a corner, this room looked exactly like something you'd see in a hospital, except the tools spread out across the table was nothing but a horror movie come to life. Maybe I was just seeing things where I was still woozy from the drugs but all I know is I didn't want to find out. I thrashed around trying to get up. My muscles were weak and sore. The shorter, brown haired nurse immediately was by my side, holding my arms down.
"Jerry! Hurry the fuck up with that! I cant hold her for long!" Did the nurse just swear? The male doctor, Jerry, walked over to the bed side flicking a needle fill of bright blue liquid. Exactly like a horror movie. There was a slight pinch in my arm and my whole body went limp.
"We can under go the surgery now." Was the last thing I heard.
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~Maces pov~
I closed my wallet for the hundredth time from looking at a picture me and Julie had taken together. I cant find a single clue leading to where she might have gone. No one has said they seen her. Nothing. I start to think about what Emma had told me yesterday. About her sister. She was 13 and her sister was 11, when she was kiddnapped. They never got a lead on the case, ever. The way Emma described it, it was like her sister vanished into thin air. But what scares me the most, is that its almost 4 years later and they still haven't heard a boo. What if Julie ends up that way?...
