Walking

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They pulled me up from the ground ever so gracefully by my shirt collar, causing me to stumble. I almost fell once or twice in fear of being unable to catch myself with my hands bound. I could almost smell the fear between the two men. Either it was that or the fact that they probably hadn't showered in weeks. I continued to stride forward, starting to lose confidence and strength with each tiring step I took.

It seemed like an eternity that we walked. And this time, it was a long time, not just some boring 15 minutes. At least I had time to process what happened.

Ok Sarah. What's going on? I get tranced at random times, I wake up in an unfamiliar place, and then I realize that I am in a very similar position to the kidnapped in my previous dream. What does this mean?

Hold up, didn't this just happen to me?

After over an hour of walking (and I could tell because my watch vibrates at each hour of the day), I felt myself come to a stop. I was glad, my legs felt like noodles after that "work out".

"Where are we?" I asked, my voice completely clear now.

"SHUSH WE SAID!" Chuck yelled at me, a little too loud for comfort.

"Uh, Chuck, that completely goes against the Boss's wishes..." Bernie cautioned.

"Oh I guess that's right. But kid, you still need to listen. NOW!" Chuck commands, shaking me with fear. I bet one of his tattoos had even ran away by now.

"Chuck..." Bernie whispered.

It was complete silence from there except for an old, distant telephone. I could hear it's dial being spun.

Ringing was heard and then I heard Chuck say, "Yea, uh, I need someone."

I could hear mumbling from the operator on the other end, but I could not make any words out of it.

"Um, I need Him."

More operator gibberish.

"Yes, Him."

Operator again.

"Yes, I'm ready."

Strike 3, operator's ball.

"No thank you. Uh huh, good bye."

A moment passed where I only heard footsteps walking towards me, which I assumed were Chuck's. I assumed correctly.

After a few whispers between Bernie and Chuck, Bernie whispered yet again, saying, "C'mon kid. Let's go."

I gulped, preparing me for what lies ahead.

A/N: Thank you guys for reading! I have enjoyed reading all of the comments! Hey, if you have any ideas for the next couple of chapters, let me know! I could use them! Thanks again! <3 Amanda

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