Chapter two: Carla

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Another week later someone else went missing into thin air; no trace. This missing case was the same as penny's. The police knew this was something serious so they opened up her case and yet again they started to look more into the missing cases of both penny and the other girl............Carla jones. I never knew the girl but she seemed nice and sweet, but now there were two missing girls in our town.
          People were becoming frightened that someone in their town was kidnapping young girls. Family's wouldn't let there children out to play or go anywhere. No one was risking on losing someone dear to them.
The police still didn't know where to start with these cases but I knew something they didn't. I saw something horrible, something unforgettable; I saw her get kidnapped right in front of my eyes. The man was walking right behind her as she was walking home. I could see that Carla was becoming uncomfortable, so she started to walk a little faster. The man noticed her pace had changed so he ran right behind her and he covered her mouth. I could hear her scream over the mans hand. I could hear the man say "Stop scrumming...!!!" In a low aggressive tone, but she kept on fighting, but was no match.
           I couldn't stop the man that was kidnapping Carla; I wasn't able to move or yell for help. I kept thinking to myself "what should I do?..., what can I do?",But all I did was watch her struggle and struggle and get taken into a dark place. I felt horrible that I just stood there watching, but as I was watching Carla get taken, she had glanced my way and we had made eye contact.
        You could see the horror in her eyes. She was terrified to death; with tears running down her cheeks. I saw what had taken her, so I started to follow them from behind. I had followed them for almost an hour. In the end i ended but in front of a forest. I looked around and saw that there was no one around. I didn't see where the man went. As I was looking around I was able to find a little house in a corner of this abandoned forest.
It was to risky to go inside but I knew something wasn't right here. Did I lose them? Or maybe I just ended up somewhere, where I should be snooping around. I didn't want to get caught up into something dangerous, but I wasn't going to just let Carla get taken away. I could of told the police what I had just witnessed, but there was no way for me to speak.
My curiosity took the best of me and I went inside of this little house. It looked old and abandoned, like it's been empty for years, but it seems that someone had been staying here for a while. I looked around in this creepy place, scared but curious. I wanted to leave, but something attracted my attention to this place.
           I wasn't sure if penny or Carla where even in this dump. I looked high and low inside the creepy house; all I found were a couple of old looking knifes, rope, a worn out bed, mold, broken walls and an old refrigerator with years of expired food. I felt like I was missing something here, I just didn't know what. Forgetting where I was, I started walking back and forth thinking of what I was missing or what I should do.
            A loud noise from outside had scared me shit less, but it brought me back to my senses. I slowly walk over to the window to see what had made such a loud sound. I peck out the window, but I couldn't spot anything out of the ordinary. "I should probably go check my surroundings just to make sure I'm safe" I whispered to myself. I slowly walk outside nothing in hand; my body close to the wall as if I was on an edge of a building not wanting to fall to my death.
           I nervously peck my head around the corner of the right side of the house; nothing. Again my body against the wall, slowly walking down. I arrive at the corner, slowly pecking my head out. Now I'm at the back of the house relived to see nothing but I still had one more side to look at. Once more I peck my head out... "!" Surprised I find what seems to be a cellar on the left side of the house.
          Was this what I was missing; what was attracting me here. "Should I check out what's down there?" I say nervously and a little frightened. I start to walk towards the cellar, but it seems to be locked. I look around to try to find something to crack the lock open. As I was looking I stared to notice that night time was coming fast.... "I should probably come back tomorrow and see what's inside".

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