You've Got Mail...

Chapter Five - Don't Be Scared

I quickly shut my eyes and thickly started to snore very quietly. After a few moments, I heard the door open.

"She's asleep." Said a male voice. I recognized the voice. It was Alan's voice. His voice was much lower then the time I spoke to him. Thinking about it, he had obviously out on a chirpy, happy voice when he talked to me.

"Does it matter? We're only doing what the boss told us to do, which is to check on her, to see if she's ok." replied the other man. What I could make of it, was that there were two men in the room. Whoever the 'boss' was, this person didn't want me to get hurt. To me, it seemed like Alan and another guy was working for someone who had feelings for me.

Who am I kidding? I thought. If this boss really did have "feelings" for me, then why on earth would he/she kidnap me?

Who is the boss and why did he send two men to check on me? I thought. I understood when they said "to check on me" (to see if I haven't tried escaping) but why would they see if I was ok or not? None of this made sense to me.

"Should we take her now?" asked Alan.

"Wait. We have to do something before we can pick her up," answered the second man. I heard footsteps coming closer and all of a sudden a piece of material was waved in my face. My eyes fluttered.

"She's awake. Get me the briefcase." ordered the man. I heard a quiet plop which suggested that the briefcase was handed over.

Just do it. They know you're awake. I dared myself. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a plump man kneeling over some sort of case, his back towards me. He had a stripy flannel which was blue and it was tucked into a pair of grey trousers. His shoes were old and dirty and his head was small. His hair was brown but most of it was bold.

He turned around and saw me looking at him with my round eyes.

"Hello! Now, don't be afraid!" He said very creepily, as his sharp syringe pointed to the ceiling. The syringe had a purple substance that was labelled 'SLEEP' which was an obvious guess. As the man poked the syringe in my arm I could do nothing but shut my eyes and loll my head against the wall.