Chapter 6

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The Meeting

MacKenzie Porter

The cafeteria we walk into reminds me of something you might find in a jail. Also I notice everything is in order. Oganized in an orderly fasion not a person or thing out of place or line. Bleagh. Neetness, my kryptonite. Also there is an insistent chattering by my left ear. Lizzy. Oh man what was I going to do with her?

I was so wrapped up in my own head that I didn't even notice that Lizzy had been talking to me.

"Sowhatyoudoisyougouptothe - "

" Lizzy.", she had been speaking a mile a minute.

"What??? Oh, oh sorry.", she tries again.

" So you go up to Chantelle and-"

" Who?!?" I ask confused.

Lizzy chuckles softly and sighs exasperated.

" Ugh just follow me! You'll get it eventually."

" Uh ok....", I say unassured.

We walk up to a receptionists desk.

To what I assume to be Chantelle, is sitting at the receptionist desk filling out orders of the other people in line.

Only when we finally get to the receptionists desk does she speak,

"Hello, how can I help you?"

Lizzy steps forward and says:

"I would like a ceaser salad, and a chicken wrap."

"M'kay,", she says as she was writing down Lizzy's order.

"And your name dear?"

"Louisa Summer."

"M'kay, your order will be ready in 10."

When she finished writing down Lizzy's order does she the turn to me.

"And what would you like dear?", Chantelle asked obviously to me.

"Ummm?"

Considering I was just kidnapped by these people they seem to be quite hospitable.

Everything they have seems to be healthy so I go with the closest thing to fast food there is,

"I'll have a chicken burger,"

"Please." I add quickly when she gives me a look.

"Okay. And what will you have for a side a salad or mashed potatoes...?",

God a salad? Ugh this is going to be hard.

"I'll have mashed potatoes, please."

Well I guess it's the closest thing to fries as I can get.

"Okay dear, and your name would be?"

"Mackenzie Porter."

"M'kay, your order will be ready shortly. In the mean time I need you to come with me dear."

I turn to Lizzy confused.

She smiles at me and goes to sit down at her table, but not before she whispers in my ear,

"Good luck."

I turn around and start to follow Chantelle.

She leads me down a corridor she stops and I keep walking. I am now in front of her. The last thing I remember is a sharp pain in my neck.

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Everything is so white

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Everything is so white. It's like I'm drifting in a snowstorm. I try to get up but the sedative just pulls me back down, or is that the ropes around my wrists? Damn it!

When my eyelids finally flutter open I gasp awake, I look around to see I was indeed strapped down. I look around at my surroundings, I'm in what looks like an office. Everything is so neet not a thing out of place just like the cafeteria or the office I was kidnapped in. When I do another sweep of my surroundings I see a familiar face. Eursila. Crap.

"Oh, good you're awake." Eusila says.

"Where am I, what the heck is going on, why the heck did you kidnap me?!?"

"Firstly, because you need to take the nessecary meds, and we both know you won't take your meds without force and for safety reasons."

"Touché."

" Mine or yours?"

" Touché"

" First things first." She then reaches over and I feel another prick of pain in my neck.

"Is there any other reason I'm here other than to prick the heck out of me?"

"To tell you why you're here."

" And that reason would be..."

"I am a semi-new business and I need to knock out competition and the only way to do that is to see where they are weakest, and to do that I need you."

"So you want me to spy on them?"

"Exactly."

"What happens to me when you're done with me?"

"You'll be sold to another part of the organization." She says with a smirk. Is that what happened to Sebastian? Stop Focus!

" I'm not an animal."

"Right now you basically are I own you, you will do what I say and if I am done with you I will and can sell you or get rid of you if I wish. Got that?" When I don't answer she says it firmer and grabs my chin and repeats herself.

"You got that?!?"

"Yes." I say through gritted teeth.

"Good. We are done here." With that she reaches for a needle, when I decide to speak up.

"Could you, you know not?!?"

" No " She says right as she sticks the needle in my neck and I am surrounded by darkness once again.

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