It was the same man and he and some others roughly closed her eyes and put a blindfold there for good measure. They pushed Susan into the boot of a dirty white van and squeezed themselves in around her. The driver kept looking behind them and complaining about the cops.
"But, they were meant to be detracted! What are they doing here?" He kept repeating over and over again.
"Oh, shut up." The person in the passenger seat hit his arm. "Shh, I hear something." He turned around and saw that Susan was trying to take the blindfold off. "Hand me that rope." The driver reached into the side pocket of the car door and gave the other guy a short piece of rope. The guy in the passenger seat then turned around, told Susan to turn around and as he tied her wrists together behind her back. 'Oh, God, what have I got myself into this time?' Susan thought to herself. 'What are they going to do to me?' Susan couldn't get the image of her mangled body out of her head. The car swerved left and she fell into the side of the door, hitting her head and only being able to see black behind her eyelids.
"Well done, smart-ass, you knocked her unconscious with your carelessness, I keep telling you to slow down when turning! Do you ever listen?" The two men started to argue and the van suddenly toppled to the right-hand side. Susan woke up with a start.
"W-what happened?" She stuttered.
"Just get up and walk." One man said and he secretly held a gun to her back. They seem to be walking for hours when they finally reached a huge concrete building towering over them.
"Dude? She looks so strange with those on. Shouldn't we take them off her just for, you know, publicity circumstances?" She heard a man ask. His voice wasn't as rough or harsh as everyone else's.
"no, we'll tell them that she's in for a surprise and it's her birthday!" The other replied with a very careless voice. The took Susan in and dragged her to the right room.

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Hidden in the Dark Room
HorrorWhat would you do if you were held hostage on a shopping trip? Would you kick, scream, make a fuss? Or would you just hold onto the arm that's strangling you? When Susan's put in that situations she breaks free, only to be taken by the guys who took...