The box part 14

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Previously on the box

I had dreams of plans that would work. Out of nowhere I hear the alarm. Someone is in the house, and they are coming up the stairs

I grabbed a knife that was hidden in my draws and grabbed my phone and shoved it in my pocket as they were coming up the stairs. The knife was digging into my back. I felt blood dripping down. I clicked back to reality and these people stormed in with purple skeleton marks wrapped like glad wrap around their heads. They physically grabbed me and put me in some sort of box thing. They then jabbed a needle inside my neck and I yelped of pain. I instantly fell asleep. My grandmother appeared in my sleep. She told me that I need to stay strong otherwise I won't make it out. I listened to her word until I woke up in a cold floor. I was rubbing my head which felt bruised. They had obviously hit me in the head. I was trapped in a cold room. Blood smeared on the wall. Fresh blood. I looked around and saw a camera moving side to side. I was watching with my eyes when it turned left to right not taking my eyes off it. My daughters, MY DAUGHTERS. No,no,no,no,no,no. How could I possibly be thinking about myself. I felt like thunder struck through my head. I found tape on the floor and covered the camera. I haven't heard anyone or seen other camera's. I hear something ding in my pocket. MY PHONE ! OMG OMG OMG I HAVE SERVICE. I messaged the police to track my phone and I also rang them. I messaged my daughters and everyone on my contacts just in time. I heard a scream. I put my head against the door. As I moved closer I slowly felt closer as if I knew them. I leaned in and BAM ! There were men in those same purple masks coming and strapping me to a chair. I wake up dizzy yet again. I used my knife and cut myself out. My head was bleeding and there was some rice, bread and water sitting next to me. I look at the door and realise it is slightly open. Do I make a chance and run ? I walk up to the door look both ways. I walk up these stone stairs and turn to my left. There was a door that led straight to outside. I then turned around and was so afraid of what was going to happen next. 

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