Hunted

Trapped

Dedicated to Kiyapiya for her kind words of encouragement and votes!

*Aura's POV*

     "Hello? Is anybody there?" I called out for the hundredth time. I feel like I'm suffocating, the tiny walls of my confinement closing in on me.  I remember that we were at the house, packing our stuff to leave. Chester was done and I had just thrown my last shirt into my bag when the lights went out. "Chester, where are you?" I asked but got no response. "Stop playing around. It isn't funny." I said, way too tired for games. I banged my knee on the bed, letting out an impressive string of profanity. I heard a laugh from the doorway.  "Really dude? You're such as ass." I quipped, turning around to feel for my bag so I could get the hell outta here. Cold hands grabbed me from behind, pinning my arms by my side. "Get off me Chester. Cut it out." I yelled, starting to get really pissed off. His grip tightened causing me to yelp in pain. "You're a feisty one. I like that." I heard from behind me, a scream rising in my throat as I realized it wasn't Chester. "I wouldn't do that." he growled and I felt the sharp point of a blade pressed against my neck. "Walk, now." he demanded and shoved me towards the door. It was dark and I couldn't see so I kept running into things. I was thinking the whole time of how to escape but his grip was iron, leaving me no choice but to obey. He led me outside and into the woods. He seemed to know exactly where he was going which made me think he was very familiar with this place. A cold chill ran down my spine as I realized that he was probably the one who had been breaking into the house. "Are you..did you hurt Sam?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know the answer. He merely grunted in response and I took the hint to shut up. We walked for what seemed like miles, my legs screaming in protest but I didn't dare complain.

He led me to an empty field, nothing but tall grass as far as the eye could see. "Let me go. Don't do this." I pleaded. "Shut up!" he barked, knocking me to the ground. I curled up in a ball, knowing it wouldn't do any good to try and run. He yelled  "Get up now!" and  grabbed my arm, jerking me up. I screamed as I felt my shoulder dislocate. I hugged my injured arm to my chest trying to ease the pain but it didn't help. "Please..stop. I'll do anything you want." I begged. "Anything huh? That's good to know." I backed away, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. "Oh no you don't." he grinned, quickly closing the gap. I started to scream, but was silenced as he covered my mouth and nose with something wet. "Wha.." I mumbled, but my thoughts started to become jumbled. I felt myself falling, and I welcomed the sweet escape of unconsciousness.

I woke up in complete darkness. I tried to sit up and hit my head on something hard. I looked around and quickly realized that I was in a very small..coffin? I don't really know. It was made of wood. The strong kind that doesn't break no matter how many times I kick it. There's a really tiny hole in the side, just big enough to let a little air in but not big enough to offer any chance of escape. I yelled as loud as I could for the first few minutes but I could feel my body getting sluggish from lack of oxygen so I had to stop. All I could do was lie here helplessly, praying someone would come along and rescue me.

I've lost track of how long I've been locked in here. My muscles are on fire from being cramped up for so long and my shoulder is still dislocated, sending needles down my arm with every move I make. I tried moving my weight around to provide some relief but all that managed to do was make it worse. Footsteps sounded outside my prison. "Hello? I know you're there, I can hear you!" I screamed. Light flooded in as the top was ripped off. I looked up but saw no one. Hesitantly, I pulled myself into a sitting position and looked around. My eyes instantly fell upon a man leaning against a door. "Hello Aura." he said, a smirk on his face. "How do you know my name?" I demanded, fear in my voice. "I know all about you. I've been watching you for quite some time." he replied in a matter-of-fact tone. "Why? Who are you?" I asked. "It doesn't matter who I am. All that matters is you, and the plans I have for you. Well, not really you per say, but your body." he laughed and walked towards me with murder in his eyes.