RUN

Chapter 3

Chapter III

I woke up thinking this was all a bad dream and that I was in my bed safe and sound. Oh how wrong was I, it was all real and I wasn't in my bed I was tied to a chair with tape over my mouth in a dark room. I was freezing and I noticed that a small portion of my hair was wet. That was weird then something started dripping down my forehead and that's when I realized it wasn't water it was blood from where the man had hit me. The thick red liquid rolled down my face and as the drop fell to the floor the room was so silent I heard a tiny plop and it echoed of the walls. A door opened my hart dropped and my stomach did a back flip. "She's awake" I heard a man call out "she won't be for long if she doesn't give me some answers" another said. I recognized that voice it was the one who had hit me on the head. Terrified was the only word you could use to describe me right now. All I wanted to do right now was scream and run away but I couldn't because my feet were tied to the chair also. The only thing going through my mind right now was what the man ment when he said she wont be for long if she doesn't give me some answers.

The sound of footsteps coming toward me nearly made me faint. At this time I was bawling my eyes out wishing I were home, and not home in Utah but my real home in Florida. A tall man walked in front of me, he brought cart with him I couldn't see what was on it at first but then it became clear it was a cart of weapons. Every kind of sick tool a serial killer might have and more was on that cart. Then I realized what the man had meant if I didn't give him what he wanted he was going to kill me in the most painful way possible.