Emergence ~ Split

Chapter One

With a lost look in her eye, Casey Cooke watched as the girls in the back seat were heavily sprayed with chloroform. Her own head becoming light with the gas. The man twisted back in his seat to face forward, sparing a causal glance outside the windows, before fiddling with the mask around his mouth, moving it away and pulling out a cloth from his pocket to wipe down the steering wheel.

Casey stared, completely frozen by fear. Her eyes tracked every movement he made as he placed his hands in the 10:10 position on the wheel, his breaths heavy in the silence.

Feeling calmed by his retreat into stiffness, Casey moved her hand slowly upwards towards the door handle, feeling the plastic push against her nerve damaged fingers. She lifted the handle with all her strength before the familiar striking pain in her wrist caused her fingers to slip against the resistance. The man's dark blue eyes suddenly shot towards her, seeing her for the first time. He was silent as she watched him, her heart beating violently in her chest.

An awkward moment passed, without any action as Casey felt the feeling of being a deer caught in the headlights. With the itching fear of being hunted pushing along her spine she violently turned to opened the car door again before the man clasped her free arm and yanked her forward, quickly dousing her with the chloroform as he held the back of her neck to place her down gently.

Casey could hear faint whimpers, hushed murmurs and squeaking springs. Casey opened her eyes, staring up at Claire and Marcia, who were shakily holding onto each other and crying. Claire nodded and subtly pointed to her right, carefully avoiding looking with her eyes.

Confused, Casey sat up, pushing against the mattress as she scanned the dusty bricks of their confinement, before her eyes landed on a lone man standing by the door. His black neatly ironed shirt was tucked into his black slacks as he watched Casey from behind his glasses.

He had been standing their for 8 minutes, watching the girls. Marcia had awaken to the sound of the door, quickly waking up her friend, as they sat huddled together, ignoring the other who remained asleep.

Casey's eyes never left the man's as he walked further into the room. His steps long and calculated as he held the girl's glare, stopping before her bed. "You're all here for a very special reason." His eyes slipped to the other girls, lingering lowly toward their thighs before moving towards Casey's to catch her kicking her legs out from underneath her and sitting up on the bed. "For something more than just me. All you need to do is behave and please-" He screwed his eyes shut, at a disgusted thought, "keep yourselves clean, there is a bathroom, shower and... I'll bring in some chemicals to help you clean up after yourselves. Just keep presentable." He finished, sighing and running a hand over his shaven head as he returned his eyes to the girls, before looking away again.

He tilted his head up, looking beyond them and squaring his shoulders, his eyes instantly shooting towards Marcia's as he made a decision, "I'll start with you." He grumbled before moving towards the girl. Claire clung onto her and began to cry loudly as Marcia pushed away at his hands.

The man shoved Claire away, which allowed Marcia to throw herself off the bed and towards Casey. Casey gripped the girls shoulders, not fully bringing her towards the bed, but squeezing to get her attention. "Pee on yourself, Whatever happens. Pee on yourself." She whispered, quickly. Before the man's strong hands tugged at her waist, easily lifting her and bringing her outside.

Claire curled into the bed and began to sob violently as Casey awaited for the door to open again. After a moment there was grunt and shout of frustration before the door opened quickly and Marcia was shoved inside the room. Her eyes tear stained as the man held his hands out before him like they were diseased. He shut the door behind him as he left.