Chapter 7

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After trying to break the door down, we decide to find a key, well Richard decided we should find a key instead.

"I'll search in this room, you go next door."

I quickly blurt out without thinking, I can't go back there, I just can't. He slowly nods his head, but before leaving he comes towards me and squeezes my hand,

"We can still go."

I shake my head, he sighs and walks towards the door. He turns back too look at me and smiles.

"You were always so stubborn."  He smiles, then leaves the room. I can still hear his footsteps as he walks into the next room.

I start searching the room, looking under tables, in lamps, in vases, but nothing I can't find anything.
Suddenly there's a noise of something breaking, coming from upstairs. I sprint out of the room, the stairs are in front of me,they look unstable.

I look at the other two doors on my right, then back at the stairs.

I take a step onto the stairs, holding the rails as I walk up the stairs begin to creak, maybe this is a bad idea? I mean I'm literally walking towards a kidnapper or whatever it might be.

I take a look around, where's Richard, Is he still in that room?

I continue to walk upstairs, once I reach there, I'm in a hallway with 5 doors on each side. Suddenly a shattering noise happens again.

Shatter

I quickly look towards the right, causing a whiplash. I hold my neck as I walk towards the third door. I bend down too look through the keyhole, the light is off I can't see anything except the slight movement on someone or something. A hand reaches above the keyhole, and the knob turns. I quickly turn to the stairs and sprint down. I reach downstairs, my feet slipping on the wood. I reach for the door where Richard is. I open the door and run inside. I close the door, and fall to the floor lying  against the door.

I look around the room, it's fairly let it looks like a kitchen, stoves, cabinets, a fridge, but no Richard? Where is he?

"Richard"

I whisper hoping he can hear me, but no response. This isn't good.

I stand up slowly, looking around but nothing he's not here, there's no other doors or anything nothing is here. Then suddenly loud thuds come from the stairs, I ran towards the table and hide underneath. The wood of the table has scratches on it, a string hangs above it's tied to a key. It must be the key I need. I take it and put it in my boot since none of my cloths have pockets.

The door opens and footsteps come towards the fridge.

Suddenly a hand is held on my mouth, I shake and reach for the hand, I claw at the hand, but it's not budging. Why did I come here! I should have listened to Richard.

Another hand is held behind my head, my face is turned to face Richard! I sigh, and sludge my shoulders. He let's go of me and places his finger on his mouth.

"Be quiet" he mouths it

and turns towards the front of us, the fridge is still open, the light coming out of it shines next to us. Suddenly it closes and footsteps leave the room. We wait a few more seconds, before finally leaving. We go outside the room and into the one next door. I hold the key tightly in my hand, then foot steps begin behind us, we quickly jog towards the door. I place the key in the keyhole and turn, my hands shake, the key drops onto the floor, I quickly try to pick it up but my hands aren't working. Nothing is working.

Richard takes the key and puts it in the door, he turns it but nothing happens. It's the wrong key.

The other door starts to open, Richard pushes me down underneath a couch, luckily I could fit but he can't. He quickly stands, he pushes the locked door, over and over. Nothing happens. He hides behind the couch, reaching for my hand, I hold his suddenly, the other door opens and loud footsteps come closer and closer to us. He holds my hand tighter by every step until, they stop.

The room is silent except for Richards breathing and another's. I hold my breath hoping, that nothing happens, until suddenly, black spots start to appear in my vision, it becomes darker and darker until there's nothing except darkness.

*~the dream~*

Noises, is all I can hear. Styrofoam noises, darkness there's no light or any other color, it's only me no one else, nothing else. I can hear voices, two voices. Ones a whisper, the other is loud. My hand vibrating, shaking or being shaken.  "Abby wake up, please Abby"
A whispered voice, another voice is in the background "where are you, I know your here!" My arm is being shook, and then.

Lightness comes back in, I'm still underneath the couch, Richard is shaking my arm, he sighs when he sees I'm awake.

"Where are you?"

I look at Richard he next to me, and there I see shoes. He walks around towards where I am. He bends down, Richard holds my hand tighter, he looks underneath the couch, he's eyes meet mine, and suddenly I remember what happened when I laughed. I shouldn't have laughed. He smiles and pulls the couch, revealing me and Richard, he reaches for me but Richard steps in front.

"Run."  Richard points towards the door, but I can't leave him, this is my fault. So instead I run out the door and hide in the other room.

I listen to the voices next to me,  shouting, laughing but not the good kind. Suddenly there's a loud thud, I scramble towards the door reaching to go and help. There's another thud and a loud groan. I quickly come out the room and look into the door of the other, Richard is standing still, Gabriel is on the floor. Richard walks past me and grabs my hand.

"We should go."

He starts walking out the door, his face is red, and his hand is bloody. The sun is starting to rise by the time we go outside, we start the long walk to the car, Richard stops walking,

"What's wrong?"

I turn to find him standing underneath a tree
He turns towards the tree,and starts to climb it, he sits on one of the branches and pats it. I struggle to get there but eventually I make it, I sit next to him, as we watch the sun rise,holding hands. I lye down on his chest. By the time the sun has rose, we're by the car. We drive back to the house, when we reach the house the phone starts to ring.

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