A Little Bit Of Hell

Chapter 28

Savannah's POV

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"She's gone mad."

She had the weakest mind out of all of us. Within two days, she broke.

"Fuck! FUCK!"
Masky kicked the stack of wood next to the wood axe, his steel-toed boots splintering the hard wood at the contact.

Ruth and Charlie peek their heads out of the side door, confused and somewhat terrified looks on their faces.
Ash is already running to the other dirt bike, he'll be able to catch up to her, she isn't very good at driving.

Something white flashes between the trees, I can't make out what it is yet.

The pale form of the smiling boy that was there when we were kidnapped appears out of the tree line just as Savannah unlocks the gate.

Everything happened so fast that I had barely anytime to react to what's happened.

The smiling boy jumps at the moving bike, tackling Savannah to the muddy ground.

He pulls her From the dirt, binding her arms whilst dragging her away with a speed that could only suggest inhuman strength.

I'm being pulled back inside, I'm not sure who's doing it, but I know it's one of the boys. Ruth, Charlie and I get the door slammed in our faces, leaving all of the boys outside. I'm to shocked to even really react to what happened. It seemed much too surreal. Savannah just got taken away by the boy with the smile carved into his face.

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Savannah

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I kick and scream through the rag the smiling boy gagged me with as he throws a bag over my head, obscuring my view of the forest around me.

"Quite, doll face." I feel his mouth near my ear as he wraps an additional rope around my waist and arms, tying my arms firmly to my body.

"Unless you want me to put you to sleep." His laughter is so loud next to my ear, and I flinch away. I can feel him moving again, and I can feel myself being thrown over his shoulder. I struggle, attempting to yell through my gag. I don't know how far he's taking me, or even where he's taking me. And why me?!

"You girls have caused a lot of trouble back at the Mansion, it won't be long before the Operator finds out about it." He talks with a venomous voice, a little laughter laced in.

"The boys dragged me into this, I'll be on just as much shit as they are when The Operator finds out. But you, Princess, might be my scape. I might get a lighter punishment if I bring one of you little whores to the master." He manically laughs again, before suddenly turning serious.

"I can't wait to see what The Master has in store for those shit-eating proxies."

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It's short but I have a really bad case of writers block, I'll try to update soon though

Also I'm thinking of writing a DC fanfiction, would anyone be interested in that?