Edium

》Chapter 5《

The sound of shattering glass makes my heart quicken beyond the speed of light. I feel like death has caressed my skin since the air in the room feels like icy finger tips. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! This can't be actually happening?! No! No way!

Though the facts are clear that an intruder has broken into my apartment, I do not run out the door nor do I yank out my cell and call the police. My mind is sharing a blood curdling scream with me but my body refuses to acknowledge the existence of the warning signals. Not the greatest time for a panic attack Marcie!

For a tormenting minute, all is silent. Not a single noise barrels towards my ears, not one. Then, with ease and anxiety, I slowly pick up my bags while cautiously trying to open the door without making it clear to the intruder that I was trying to flee. Before I can even take another breath or a step out the door, I'm thrown to the floor with my hands tied behind my back. No scream escaped my covered mouth but no one will be able to hear me be taken or murdered.

     The tears would have been falling down my cheeks but I'm to paralyzed in fear to even feel anything else. This was it. This is what I've been dreading for the past three weeks. I was going to die! Or be kidnapped!

      "Marcie Georgia Otterman, daughter of Andrew Jakob Otterman and Georgia Nancy Baxter-Otterman, and from the country of Canada," a man's voice stated, rather then asking me. Yes that is my name and my parents names but the question is: how did this man know them? Unless of course he is... on of the Men In Black that have been stocking me. The two of them could know everything there is to know about me for all I know! When I hear a second male voice I immediately know it's them.

     "You think you can run from us? Ha! Human you have know idea how easy it would be to kill you right now."

     "Hecta! Silence, please."

     Holy shit!!! Freaking Hecta!?

     Sweat broke out on my forehead. Hecta was a real freaking person! And did they just call me human?! I try getting out of the hold by biting; thrashing; screaming; anything at all really. After five minutes, I manage to nip the hand that is clasped around my mouth and shrug him off before sprinting for my bedroom.

     Suddenly my arms are yanked back forcing me to whip around to face the man named Hecta, and all the exact detailed words I have used in my stories match up to his real life appearence exactly. I try to step away but I'm no match for his strength and I know it. It was worth a shot.

     "We only have three days human to save as many of you as possible. So corporate with us and we'll corporate with you. Agreed?" Hecta says, holding my hands behind my back and bringing me back to where the other Man In Black stands. "Go ahead let's get this over with, Micah."

     I beginning digging my heels into the floor, trying to cease all movement. This was not going to happen, I wouldn't allow it to. Anyway, what did Hecta mean only three days to save as many of us as possible? To me, what was happening was not saving but more like kidnapping.

     My gaze suddenly picks up a sharp syringe in Micah's hand. They're going to drug me?! I feel the tears coming and my breathing hasten, as my parents comforting faces and Olivia's warm genuine smile crosses my mind. Was I ever going to see them again?! Where was I going?! What is in that needle?! Will I be alive tomorrow?!

     I once again, but more urgently, try to thrash out of Hecta's hold before the liquid within the syringe has entered my blood stream.

      "No! No! No! Please, no! Stop!" I manage to sob out. They ignore me and Micah jabs the needle into my wrist as Hecta refuses to show mercy as he holds me down.

     Then as if I have been plunged into the depths of the ocean, my hearing gives out and then one by one so does the rest of my senses and body's strengths. My sight is the last to go and the final thing I see before the world is thrown into darkness, is being zipped into a black body bag.