Lisandee's Pov
I honestly had nothing to do but freeze. Later on, and by that, I mean, after being hit, and scream out and cry. "What do you want me to do anyway?!" I yell out. "Nothing. I just want to watch. "Can I get some clothes please?!" I scream louder, as Mark's voice seemed to fade away. He steps forward, and smiles. "Alright. You said please." He says, and unlocks me. I fall to the floor and sit there. He hands me the clothes and I put them on of coarse. He watches me, and I whimper as he begins to laugh. "What do you want now?" I ask, beginning to feel frozen. "Nothing. Come with me." He says, and begins to walk away. "No! You expect me to follow you?! No!" I yell at him. He comes back, but not only with a belt, he was no longer smiling. "Shut up." He says. I silence myself, and all of the anger inside of me, and watch him as he moves the camera lower, toward me. "Your team isn't going to save you. Save yourself. Your going to end up a skeleton, if you keep listening to that Christina Danes of yours, you'll be a skeleton. I'll see how long you can go without eating. It's been... Lets see... One day since you've eaten? Are you hungry my dear?" He asks. I stand up and feel myself boil with anger. "You don't know me. You don't know my family. What do you want? I'll give it to you. Tell me." I say and take a step toward him. "I want you. Dead." He says. "Sorry, I can't make that happen." I say, my voice too hard. It was mean. The old me. "But I can." He says. "I'll give you whatever else you want though." I say. It wasn't the normal me talking. "I'll let you go. On one condition." He says. I could nearly see the lights in my own eyes. I don't smile though. "What? "You give me your first born." He says and smiles again. I cuss as loud as I could. "No!" I say, and raise my fist, punching him in the face. He hits the ground, and I grab the belt. I curse him, and hit him with the belt. Spotting a gun, I grab it, and shoot him twice. I pick up the camera in my other hand, seeing it was wireless. I look to see if it was recording. "Are you alive?" I ask, breathing heavily. "Oh honey, I'll never die." He says. Opening his eyes, his eyes widen. I pull off his mask, and sit on his chest, holding the gun to his head. "Hey honey, where's the exit? One move and your dead." I say, holding the gun and camera tightly. It's... It's... take me, and I'll show you." He says. I curse him again and yell this time, "Where is the exit?!" "Liz, don't you remember me?" He asks. Now he seemed familiar. "Remember? You were so good at making me feel good. One more time?" He asks. "F---- You!" I yell, and grab the belt, and tie his arms to his chest/stomach and his neck to the bed I was tied to. "Liz, before you go!" He says. I look back, and grimace. "Please?" He asks. "Shut up!" I yell, and run out of the room. I was only video taping for the team. Plus I was scared to death. I open the door and look out. A... A highway? I shut the door and sit down. I was so confused. I felt terrible. I felt.. Sick... "Oh honey, I'll make you feel better. Come here." I hear Mark say. I sit down, and leave the camera peaking outside of the door. It was definately outside. I search my pockets to find nothing. Annoyed, I stand up and walk to Mark. "You know I can kill you right now?" I ask him. "Give me what I want. I'll show you the way." He says. "Show me the way, then I will." I say. "Okay. Let me go Lisandee." He says. "Who says I'm untying you?" I ask and walk away.
