The Nothing

Kidnapped

I lay back on a steel wall and groaned. The whole place was dark and I had no  idea where I was right now. I looked around but all I saw was wooden boxes around me. How is this all happening to me so suddenly. The floor of the room started shaking and horn beeps were heard.

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The heavy door slid open and two figures stood before me, blinding the lights. One of their hands took my hand and dragged me off. I winced in pain of what they were doing to me. My book was clenched in my hand and I thought of slapping them yet they seemed fine with the pain dealing to them.
"Ey', stop it you little brat", One of the men growled at me. He bared his horrible little teeth and to me he looked fairly viscous. His hands were hairy and bulky, that explains why you can't get away.
"Where are you taking me", I said in a worrying tone. They had no care in their eyes they just walked inside a big warehouse.
"Unload the crates", One of the men said to his friend. What was in these crates, they didn't look like they were worth anything. The man brought a chair and shoved me into it causing me to fall off, after picking me up he put me on the chair again and tied a rope around me. For safe measures, he put a gag on me.
"I got that crates here", Said one of them. The person who unloaded the boxes, walked up to me.
"Hey fella, I am Fin and the other guy is Bruce", He whispered quietly. He seemed like a kind person if he was helping in such criminal activity. His face was pale and he looked depressed in a kind of way.
The crate was open and inside was a white powder.