The floor beneath her was cold and hard. The woman couldn't see anything, not even her own hands. She prayed that they would just let her go, but they were far to cruel to show mercy. She had been in captivity for twenty-one days, but it felt like a life time to her. The woman didn't remember how she got there. All she remembered was going to the club with her friends. She had tried everything to get out of there. She had screamed for the first three days until her throats was raw. She pleaded for the next three days. On the eighth day she tried wiggling out of the rope. The only thing it did was my her wrists raw.
Then she heard the dreadful sound of the two decending the stairs. The door knob turned and then revealed her two kidnappers. They didn't bother to cover their faces. She thought they were kind of dumb for that, but that also meant they didn't intend on letting her go. Harry bent down so he was looking in her eyes.
"Good morning, Aurora." Harry beamed.
"Ho-w do you know my name..." Aurora said in a shaky breath.
"Your ID, darling." Annabel said.
Harry pulled a knife out of his back pocket, and dragged it along her forearm making sure he didn't cut too deep. Aurora screamed. Annabel laughed. Harry dropped the knife a few feet away from her and left the room with aurora. Blood slowly dropped from her arm onto the floor. Aurora thought maybe god had listened to her prayers. Harry had left the knife. She wiggled until her feet touched the handle of the knife. Aurora picked it up with her feet then grabbed it with her hands. She couldn't believe her luck. She quickly cut the rope fro her wrists, and feet. The only problem was that she couldn't see.
Aurora had a general direction of where the two were coming in from. She aimlessly walked around the basement. Aurora was completely unaware of the footsteps behind her. She was trying not to focus on the pain from the cut on her arm. Aurora was losing to much blood. Just like Harry had hoped. Aurora heart stopped when she felt the door knob beaneath her finger tips. Just as she was turning it a knife slid across her throat. Aurora gasped and fell to the floor.
Annabel let out a whicked laugh. She couldn't believe Aurora actually believed they would let her go, or slip up like that. Aurora lie on the ground clutching her throat. "Sorry," Annabel laughed.
2 months later
The sun had just rose, and Roger was making his check through the trails. Today was his first day on the job. He was met with a horrible stench as he got closer to the lake. Roger finally met the source of the horrible smell. A dead body. He couldn't believed what he was seeing. There lied a naked decomposing woman with the letters H. A carved into her torso.
This was only the beginning.
