Sound From the Crowd

Chapter Two

I woke up in what I originally thought was just a dark, empty room but when my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I realized I was laying in a glass coffin-like thing in a dark room that looked about the size of a football stadium. My neck ached where the man had injected the liquid. I rolled over onto my stomach and looked around. I was surrounded by other glass coffins just like mine placed in seemingly endless rows. Next to me in one of the cases I saw a small, young girl who looked about 12 years old. She had fiery red hair and delicate hands resting on her stomach which was rising and falling carefully like if she breathed too deeply or shallowly she would break. I felt like I knew her somehow but couldn't place it. I rolled back around onto my back and realized for the first time that I was trapped. I started to panic. I had been taken hostage and there was nothing I could do about it. Also, I still had my costume on and it was getting pretty darn itchy. I looked around my case for something to break the glass with. There was only a styrofoam cup with some water and an apple were by my feet. "MY FEET!" I thought. I hadn't taken my stilettos off from my performance and they might as well be made of steel how heavy they were. I slipped one off my foot and started banging against the glass. I kept banging and banging but the glass wouldn't break. Just when I was ready to give up all hope the glass started to crack. I slipped my other stiletto off my foot and started banging with both of my hands where the glass had cracked. After about 20 hits the glass coffin shattered around me. I covered my head with my arms as glass rained down around me. I felt a large shard lodge itself in my shoulder blade and clenched my teeth to keep from screaming out in pain. When the glass stopped falling I heard an alarm blaring and I looked around for an exit. I saw one and sprinted towards it. Just when I got to the door huge men surrounded me. "Where did you come from?" I asked trying to act as casually as possible given the situation. "That's none of your business darling," a man behind me said. I felt a gun being held to my back. "You need to come with us or we have clearance from the boss to shoot you on the spot," The man behind me said. He nudged me with the barrel of his gun indicating that I needed to move forward. I moved forward and the group of men moved forward in sync with me. "That's odd." I thought. They lead me out into a dimly lit hall with just enough light so I could see what my captors looked like. They were all very large men with broad shoulders and huge muscles. Also, they were wearing all black jeans, black t-shirts and black converse shoes. The obvious thing was that they didn't want to be seen. We stopped moving when we came to a door at the end of the hallway. A man in the group with a booming voice said, "We bring visitor number 997, woke five years before her injection was scheduled to wear off," The door swung open and we stepped in. The room was small but better lit than the hallway had been. It seemed just like the principal's office at my old school except for the fact that there was a glass case filled with all different types of guns. A man stepped out of the shadows and looked at me with eyes that looked like they belonged to a mad man. I also realized he was the raspy-voiced man who had injected me with the blue liquid. Looking cleaner than the last time I saw him. I gasped and stumbled back. "YOU!" I screamed as I regained my balance. " We haven't properly met have we? Well, I am David Savell," He said. I would have had a gun or a knife or a well-sharpened pencil to defend myself with I would have jumped out of the circle of men and attacked him. For some reason I felt like that man had something to do with my sister dying in that accident and having no body to bury. Just then I realized, that girl with fiery red hair who looked so delicate, who I recognized from somewhere, was my sister. "BRING HER TO ME! YOU BRING HER TO ME RIGHT NOW!!" I yelled at the man who only smirked at my outburst. "Who?" He asked. "You know who," I said through clenched teeth, "Bring me my sister."