Rules to being kidnapped. . .ps.I recommend you don't try it!

Rules to being kidnapped. . .ps. I reccomend you don't try it! (4)

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The first thing I awoke to was darkness. Pure black. Not the kind of black when your in you room and the lights are turned off. No, your eyes could adjust to that kind of darkness.

I couldn't

It smelled damp in. . .well let's call it a room.

I didn't know where I was. Last thing I remembered was being injected with some kind of drug. Then, nothing, Nada.

I didn't really hurt. A few bruises, that's all.

I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness again, but no cigar.

I had been leaned against a wall, so I followed it. Once I reached the corner, I followed that side of the wall. I was hoping to find a door. And after a minute of groping through the darkness later, I found one!

Now was it locked?

I didn't really want to open the door. I had no idea what was on the other side of it. My common sense was torn between two options. Stay or go. Stay or go.

I actually did the whole, balancing hands thing. Weighing the choices.

The action in me beat the fear, and I turned the handle and pushed through the door.

Now I was in a hallway with seven more doors.

"God dammit." I whispered.

There was light here, but only a half burnt out light bulb every 3 meters or so.

At least I could see.

My action emotion had taken full control of my body. And it decided that I needed to find an exit. Which my fear emotion didn't really object to. It was sitting in the "backseat" as to say.

I tried the first door closest to me and turned the handle. Locked. The next six doors were the same.

This left the last door. The handle was cold and smooth. I prayed to god. Hoping this was an exit. And without really thinking, I turned the handle and dashed forward.

And sunlight hit me.

YES. I almost screamed it. I would have except I was running. For my fucking life. No one was chasing me. Yet. But I was running. It was kind of stupid. I had no idea where I was, or where I was going. To tell you the truth, I didn't really care.

By the time I had stopped I was in a forest. A fucking creepy forest from what I could tell when I was running. But all I could see now was dead leaves on the ground. I had done that trip and fall thing. And I hade just never gotten back up again to run. I could hardly breathe let alone run again.

So there I lay. Panting, sweating and bleeding. My feet were torn. My arms just as worse. I remembered running through a prickle bush. But I couldn't remember the pain as I was poked and pinned.

Hmmmmm. . .

Adrenalin was GREAT!

I closed my eyes and thought. After a while, my thoughts became dreams, and those dreams turned to nightmares.

I was floating. The nightmares had stopped and I was dreaming again. I was warm, but cold at the same time. Like when you are wrapped up in a blanket during winter, A bit of both. It felt good. It felt like home.

My dream was black though. So I opened my eyes(my dream eyes) and tried searching for this wonderful dream.

And I screamed.

Looking down on me was this beautiful guy (yes I did call him hot. I am a teenage girl. What did you expect?). His hair was black as night. His eyes as yellow as the sun. He was probably a dream to most.

To me he was a nightmare.

And he was carrying me in his arms. I flipped out of the pale arms and booked it out of there.

But before I could get two feet away, I was grabbed and shoved to the ground.

Tears were spilling out of my eyes.

He put him foot on my stomach and pressed down. Making sure I wouldn't get up.

The tears flowed freely from my eyes, covering his face from my view.

"LET ME GO!" I screamed over and over again.

I didn't know what was going to happen. And I never got to, because for the second time since I had been kidnapped, I fainted. Or fell asleep or whatever.

What the hell's wrong with me? Why did I have to pass out every 30 minutes? I didn't want to!

But I blanked anyways. And found myself dreaming again. Peaceful happy dreams. I didn't want to be unconscious. But hey, It would be good while it lasted.

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