Clouded

Found

Jack's Perspective

It had been a fairly short Journey however I had stopped back at the cottage to pack some clothes and the essentials, in case I was longer than a day.

I found myself in the centre of Athlone, I never came here often anymore, though I knew the area well from where I used to live which was on the outskirts of the city. I missed it here, the constant buzz of people and traffic made me feel a little less alone. I couldn't handle it after Mark's death, I only cared for isolation and no one could've helped me, no one but Mark. Except.. that wasn't so true anymore, because his little sister had reappeared in my life, only to reawaken the old me, the one that didn't upload because he had to keep a schedule but actually for fun.. The one who would be positive and enthusiastic.. The one who loved life.

She was my last reason to really live, to feel like myself, to feel alive. I wanted to protect her, like Mark had always done.

To do that however, I needed to find this place because now I was sure, she would be there, it was one of my last chances, the police were still looking but they refused to look further than than a few miles from the village I lived in as they believed she couldn't have gotten far in such a short amount of time. But I had a feeling they underestimated the situation drastically.

I started my search, talking to shop owners, listening to the rumours spread across town about this discreet institute, some said they hadn't heard, others provided little information and the rest would look at me in pure disgust, thinking I wanted to find it for my own pleasure. No matter how I tried to justify my reasons.

Hours had ticked by in an instant and I had booked a hotel to make a quick stop before I continued my search. The hotel was in one of the busiest parts of the city, bathed in yellow light and made of honey coloured brick. Towering above the rest of the buildings with sky high views. It was beautiful but I couldn't fully appreciate it as my mind wandered. After ten minutes, once I had stashed my stuff and drained a bottle of water I was out the door.

After around an hour, it was already 7pm and I hadn't come any closer to finding Skye. I was frustrated to say the least, uncharacteristically so. I ended up in the run down part of town, perusing the ally ways, deep in thought until voices broke through to me. Two large men, dressed in black leather jackets were lighting cigarettes and conversing at the back entrance to a square looking building. One was taller, with pure black hair and brown eyes, the other shorter and slightly less muscular but still held an air of violence around him, had dark brown hair and grey eyes. I happened to over hear their conversation as I walked past, making sure my pace was slow and I froze as a familiar name arose in their conversation.

"So how did you handle her in the end?"

"Skye?"

"Of course, because of her little stunt, Victor will be round tomorrow to check in and you know what hell he'll give us for letting her escape in the first place"

"I handled it, she could barely walk when I was finished with her and Victor? well, I wasn't the one who left the door unlocked"

Skye.. What did they do to you..

Immediately I turned around, as sudden bursts of confidence filled me, I had to come up with something to see her, to tell her I was here, that she wasn't alone.

"Excuse me, is this the right place?"

They looked at me, their aura's pure intimidation, but as they fully registered my intention the air became slightly less tense.

"You lookin' to hire?" he vaguely suggested

"Y- Yeah, first time.."

"Walk around front, we'll meet you inside shortly" he turned to head back inside, the shorter of them walking behind him, slamming the metal door shut behind them both.

I walked around the corner, out of sight from any possible on lookers before I dialled the police and explained the situation, they said they would be a while, possibly even hours as another case had come up, a murder that needed to be acted upon fast and they didn't have the resources to do both. Athlone was still a small place, it was Ireland after all.

I couldn't wait for them to arrive however, So I headed inside, paying no mind to my own safety. Inside was a small sitting area and a reception desk, it looked like some sham hotel and boy was I disgusted. 

These men had hurt her, had openly admitted to it as well and it was all I could do to stop the undiluted anger from building and as calmly as I could, made my way to the desk in which the taller of the two men from outside leaned against.

"First time aye, I can tell by the way your standin' don't be afraid.. I don't bite" he winked at me and I shuddered inwardly. Compared to him I was a short, skinny man with bright green hair and he was a large muscular beast, ugly but well built. He sounded friendly but he certainly didn't look it.

"Names Ethan and since it's ye first time you'll want to pick a girl from the book, ere' take a look" he handed me 'The book' which was a plain black manual that was only a couple of millimetres thick. I wasn't prepared as I opened it, looking to the first page to see an index, which listed all sections of the booklet. The toy room, Crystal, Amber, Maple, Robin and Coral. I flicked through to the first page, where it described each and every sex toy they had, from rope and chains to whips and candles. It had every possible toy imaginable and each was more horrific than the next, I turned to the next page. Which had a girl photographed in multiple positions. Some clothed but the majority of them were nude, pictures. Her information was told below but I couldn't bare to look at the page a second longer before I turned to the next page, and then the next until I stumbled across her.. Skye. In the same style and layout as the other pages had, there she was, in one photograph she wore a white dress, her hair a mess and her eyes blank. In another she was nude, all curves and skin. Yet as much as I was horrified at this entire situation, I couldn't help the throbbing in my lower region as my pants tightened. I felt disgusted with myself as I scanned the page. Her name was listed as Robin and her information was vague.

Age : 17

Country of origin : America

Characteristics : Red haired, brown eyed, C cup, slightly tanned.

Other information : Well trained and experienced.

I couldn't read anymore of this..

I had to see her..