A rope was strung through mouth. More rope was put around my wrists. It dug deeply and I was sure that it would make a mark. I was blindfolded right before he started leading me to who knows where. After about two minutes of walking the air got colder. Goosebumps crept up my arms. The unknown person lead me around for what seemed hours.
At last the blindfold and ropes was undone. I looked around. Who ever had brought me here was gone. My eyes widened. Jake was tied up by his legs, arms, and by the mouth. Where ever the ropes were tied to him, blood was pouring from under the ropes. Small tears filled my eyes for my brother.
I ran to him and loosened the ropes. After much work all the ropes were off him.
"Kit, I haven't seen you, since, since. Since they killed mom and dad and took Jim." Jake said. Tears started falling down his face. I hugged him close to me. I dug my face into his chest, hugging him tighter and tighter.
"Jake. Jake, I thought you were gone." I said letting my tears fall down my face.
"Shhh Kit. Come on, I'm here now." He pulled me up and put on a jokester smile on. "Man, how old are you now Kit?" I put on a fake smile smile and went on with the false plan.
"11 going on 12." I said. Jake's smile left his face.
"Two years? Two years! I've been stuck in this dam place for two years! They've had Jim for two years!" Jake shouted. Jake's face changed for a moment. "Geez Kit. I'm 17." Jake sat down on the floor. His face had different moods being chased into it, sadness, madness, and being angry. He settled at angry. He picked me up and threw me on his back.
"Come on Kit I've got a brother to find and I have a few people's butt I need to kick.
