Found Dead

Chapter 13

Marks pov*

Ashely and I had a  perfect view of Jack, Carole, Candy, and the bastard Ethan. The men that had yelled at Ashely and I were in here, talking to them. Ashely had been cutting out of the ropes, that had bound our hands. She looked like she wasn't doing anything, luckily because a man walked in holding a gun to my head. Fear rushed through out my body, I started shaking. "You failed the test younge man." He said as I looked over at Ashely, she was shaking, still cutting the rope she was almost done.

"H-How did I-I fail?" I stuttered and he shook his head. The gun was pushed against my forehead.

"Classified infomation, that you won't need where your going." He said about to pull the trigger, just as Ashely stood up, and threw the knife in his shoulder. He backed up, then brought his gun back up. "Now you're both fucked." Ashely seemed as if she didn't hear his words, as she ran at him and slapped his gun out of his hand. He looked shocked, and punched her in he face. She shook it off, with a bloody nose, punching him in the dick. He fell down, and she smiled over him.

"Fuck with my man agian fucked tard." She said, taking the knife out of his shoulder, and killed him. She cut me out, and he second that happened I hugged her closely.

"We need to get there." I said, and she nodded. We ran out of her door the guy came in from. We ran down a maze like hallway until we came upon a few guys, all armed. We both turned around and ran in as many directions we could go. They ended up cornering us. They grabbed Ashely roughly and walked away. They didn't care about me. I tried to go after, but the guys in the back threw me back in the room she and I were in. I still could see Ethan, Candy, Jack, and Carole, they looked terrified. They couldn't see me though. I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed a chair and threw it at the window and it all shattered. The men turned around and saw me holding a gun to there heads. They chuckled a bit.

"Boy what do you think you are doing? I mean we are ovbiousely the winner, thanks to the stupid nieve Ethan. Isn't hat right Ethan?" One of them said, holding a gun to my head. Ethan nodded, and he looked beat up. So did Candy. I don't know what caused me to shoot him, but the one with a knife came running at me, and I dodged him. Shooting him in the leg, and he fell.

"They took Ashely, the one with the fucking beanie. Where would she be took to?" I asked, and he laughed at me.

"Why would we tell you Mark?" He asked bleeding, and I smiled.

"Considering your situation, I think we both know it's best." I said and he spat in my face. I wiped it away. "Okay play that way." I shoot him. Jack and Carole gasped, and Candy smiled.

"I know where she is, I was in there and so was Ethan. Get us out, and well take you." I cut them all out, and we started running out. Candy was in front sprinting, Ethan along side her. We weren't playing games anymore, we also needed to find our parents. We started hearing shouting from behind us, so we started running faster. We came to a door, that was unguarded, which is a good thing. Candy, and Jack went in. Just before Jack walked in.

"Stay right the fuck here, unless you hear- not even then. Just stay right here." Jack said, the door closed. We all sat and did nothing, until we heared the shouting agian. We all stood up alert, ready to run again.

Jacks pov*

The dark corridor was full of doors. Candy didn't look left or right, and her stride strong and proud. I was just about to tap Candy's shoulder, when she was pulled into a room. She screamed, and fought, but the door was locked. I tried to get her out, but I was dragged into a room myself. In this room I saw Carole tied up again. The man held me and tied me up. I saw a wooden crate, big enough to fit two people. I wondered if Candy was stuck with this. He picked me up first and put me in the box. He threw Carole next to me, dropping a knife in. "We are gonna play a game, Jack and Carole. Escape this crate, which will be at the bottom of the ocean. If you get out of the crate, you'll need to hide and escape us for the next 14 years of you're lives." He said to us, nailing the crate in. I heard Candy scream and run into the room.

"I'll die before I play your sick sadistace game." She screamed, and I heard them men struggle.

"Candy!?!" Carole screamed.

"No!" She screamed, and her voice faded.