Day Two, Part Two

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Status: Day Two Of Invasion

Subject: Caroline Baker

Location: Unknown

Time: 6:00 AM

I woke up in a dark room. I was lying on a mattress on the floor. What had happened to me? All I remember was that voice. The voice of the man who told me to drive.

I had parked outside of a grocery store, and all I can remember is that he reached forward and put a loth over my face.

Slowly, I got up off the mattress and put my feet on the cold cement beneath me. My shoes were gone and my skirt and blouse were crinkled. I walked quietly to the door and tried the latch. Surprisingly, it was unlocked.

I pulled the door open slowly, so it wouldn’t make a sound. Bright light flooded the room and blinded me. I tiptoed out of the room into what looked like a cellar. A few small windows were open, letting the cool fall breeze in. Against one wall was a TV, with a couch facing it. There was also a small table and chairs, a fridge, sink, microwave, and stove. Next to me, there was another door and next to that was the stairway.

Quietly, I walked over to the stairway. I put my first foot on the step, but then I heard the door open.

“My, My. Look who’s awake.” A male voice, not the same as before said, walking out of the other door. I took my foot off the step and turned to face the man.

“Come here.” He said, stretching his arms out and yawning. I walked slowly over to the man. He had dark brown hair and bright green eyes. I stood about three feet away from hi. He was really fit. His muscles were very defined. He currently had on a white muscle shirt and black boxers.

“You don’t talk much, do ya toots?” He asked me, tilting his head.

“What do you want?” I asked him, crossing my arms. HE chuckled and walked towards the couch. Quickly, he plopped down and turned the TV on. The TV automatically flipped to ESPN.

“Are you going to stand there and check me out, Gorgeous?” The man asked.

“Where’s the man who brought me here?” I questioned him.

 “Ford’s at work.” The guy said, running his hand through his already fluffed up hair.

“So you guys are like normal people?” I asked. He chuckled.

“Sorta.”

“What do you want from me?” I asked him. I would do whatever I could to find out.

“You’ll see.” He smirked.

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