I Remember Area 51

Chapter 4

 I woke to a bump in the road. Rachel was still next to me, she looked like she had been crying.

"I didn't want to, and..." Rachel looked at me, she saw I was awake. She stopped talking.

I looked at the car, I saw it was cleaner than Rachel's car ever was, not to say her car was a mess, but this car was super clean. I saw the rope, it tied the two handles from Rachel's side of the back to my side. I thought of my trying to escape, and realized they wouldn't want me to do that again. I looked at my best friend, she shook her head, and started crying. I scooted over nearer to comfort her, I moved my right hand to give her a hug, only to find it was connected to the car door just like Rachel's was, it looked like a hand cuff. I reached to give her a one armed hug.

It was dark outside, I looked at my watch, I left my house at just before my noon, and now it was almost midnight. After about half an hour, Rachel's breathing slowed and she was able to talk.

"I...I didn't want to do that, I... I didn't want to..." She stuttered.

I tried to comforted her the best I knew, which wasn't very well. Telling someone that they are going to be alright right after they were kidnapped, was a bad idea.
"I understand, these cruel excuses for people made you do it. How did they get you?" I wanted to change the subject but that didn't seem to much better of a subject. I remembered when I had first met her, she with held all of the information she could stand to for about a year, then she started to actually talking to me, and getting to know me. I don't know why she stayed around me, of all people. But at that moment, seeing her so scared and broken from her usual very proper self, I didn't care. I was here for her, she would need, it we both would, having heard stories, about kidnapped people.

"It.. I don't even know." She was talking in between sobs.

"Listen," I dropped my voice to a whisper, "We can only get out of this if we stick together, leave no one behind. These people are determined." I tried to sound confident.

"I know, do you think we'll be okay?" She asked.

"Of course, stay together, stay defiant." I said.

"How could we stay defiant? Have to do as we are told, don't we? Like they're our parents?" she must have been hit in the head.

"Of course, not! We disobey what ever we are told to do. If they say to do dishes, break them. If they say come then go. Take any opportunity you can to get away, fend for yourself, they don't control us. Fight back, if you get out, get to somewhere you can call, then call first the police. Then your family. If you remember, you could call my parents and tell them that we are working on getting me out, too." I remembered that my parents might be dead and it was my turn to cry, and Rachel's turn to comfort. I knew she had no idea about what happened to my parents. I figured I would have time to tell her, but it would be better to do it sooner or later.

"I don't know if you could even call my parents, there is something I have to tell you." I said.

"Anything. I don't care, everything is crazy, wouldn't it just be adding to the crazy?"

"This is not exactly the same, I heard Kerstan talking to the police, and she said that at my parent's work, there was a shooting..." I broke down in sobs again, but Rachel was right, it was on top of the pile of crazy, I didn't know if that made it easier or harder to bear, Rachel looked shocked, "I don't know if they are okay or not, the office is still on lockdown, or was when I left." Rachel relaxed a little, she must have thought my parents were dead, they might be, that was the worse part though, not knowing.

"They'll be okay, I know it, don't asked me how. But I know that they are fine." She looked certain.

We both sat crying for all of our loses for an hour or so. Then we started talking again, just small talk in case we could be heard by the women in the front. The sky was becoming light again, I saw a sign.