The Last Days

The Last days - By, Solveig Estes

I slowly opened my eyes. I heard a gradual dripping of water. The air smelled metallic, like dried blood. I heard footsteps approaching me. "Don't worry he will be happy, we got 'em all knocked out here, they won't wake up for a couple of hours." A man's squeaky voice explained, but I couldn't see the mysterious faces behind the voices.

" But we need to chose one for him to use. If we don't pick soon, he might get angry and, well, dispose of one of us, and since I am his pet we all know who will be going," a women's voice replied.

" B - b - but my dearest Rose, you said you put in a g - good word for me Rosemary dear."

" I said, but I am a bad, bad girl... aren't I." The women's heels clacked, echoing off the walls, as she left.

The man came closer and out of the corner of my eye I saw him prod a shadow near me, the shadow gave a small whimper when the man hissed, "get up" he took out a knife and cut the binds around the body's feet allowing it to scramble up. As the body got its bearings I heard the man hiss, "What's your name?" A girl's voice shakily replied "Hazel" I heard footsteps leaving the space. This continued on for around fifty more people but when they came back they were always traumatized, bruised, and bloody, but I couldn't figure out why. I was scared for my turn, and I twisted and turned trying to free my self from these binds, but I just ended up with burns and bloody cuts on my wrists.

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I woke up from a throbbing pain, a man repeatedly kicking my side. I waited for two more kicks to quickly push my legs back and when his foot was coming in for my torso, I jerked my legs and kicked his standing leg making him fall to the ground in a crumpled mess. The light flickered on and revealed a white room with a domed roof, and a glowing white floor, stained red from something. As I looked around I realized the red substance streaking the floor, was blood seeping out from my wrists and side. I managed to roll up to my knees and hop up to my feet. A voice, low and gruff told me to do something but my sight was getting blurry I should lay down the loss of blood is getting to me all I felt was a thud on my side and I head a girl shrieking, and the world went black.

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I woke up in a bed, without rope tied around my hands or ankles. My side was bandaged and my wrists were wrapped in fluffy gauze. The room was small with only a bed and a wardrobe. It was dimly lit with a insecure light bulb hanging from the ceiling which didn't allow me to see a girl walk in to the room "Hi, I'm Rosemary," a familiar voice said. "You passed out from blood loss and screamed as you went down, but I bandaged you, so your strength should return soon."

"um thanks I guess"

"But in return I need a favor" she went on to explain how the company she worked for needed to dispose of the other kids they took, since you can't just erase peoples memories. My hands twitched at the mention of killing. " I can't kill people," I explained " it's against the law, what if I get caught"

"So kidnapping fifty five teenagers is fine with the law"

"But I'm not involved with it, I wasn't the kidnapper, I was the kidnapee."

"But oh, I don't know isn't contacting with the kidnappers something we can use against you. Oh I know, how does this sound," Rosemary started to cry as she whimpered "She is my girlfriend, I know she doesn't want to come out but, I love her and I want this relationship to last, so I told her everything."

"How could you?" I questioned, disgusted that this seemingly innocent girl would do this to me. "You know what, you're right. I'll let you sleep on it, gentlemen" she clapped her hands twice and some muscular, bodyguard like men dragged me out of the room. As I kicked and screamed they dragged me back into the chamber, as my eyes adjusted I realized we were being kept in an abandoned subway station. They laid me down, tied me up, and put a damp cloth to my nose and mouth, chloroform, I reasoned, as I fell asleep.