A Bundle of Short Stories

Kidnapped (Part One)

WARNING, DEATH/MURDER IS IN THIS CHAPTER (I don't know if that's worth a warning, but just in case)

     "I gasped for air, not able to breathe because of the man's hands pushing against my throat. Blackness started to fill my vision, soon it was hard to tell if everything was just black or not. I was terrified. I felt my limbs go limp and I fell to the ground.

     Let me tell you how this happened. I woke up like normal, and went through my day, like normal. I stopped by the pond on my way home from work. I had some bread, and the Ducks had little ducklings. I started to feed the ducks when I heard heavy footsteps. I turned around just in time to see the most disgusting excuse for a man tackle me to the ground. Immediately his fat hand crashed to my throat. I struggled until I started to black out.

     I woke up barely able to see anything. I almost thought my eyes were still closed. I stood up and felt my way to a wall. Concrete. I must have been in a basement. I thought of saying 'hello?' but I'm not one of those idiots in horror movies, so I kept my mouth shut. I squinted in hope to see something more than what was right in front of me. Let's just say it didn't work. I tripped over what I assumed to be a bucket.

     Suddenly the lights came on and a man spoke, "Congrats! You have been kidnapped!" I looked around for him while he continued "You may be wondering, why you? Well, I have an answer!" My eyes set on a speaker, "You were in the wrong place at the wrong time." The voice became lower and more menacing, "You are simply gonna be a participant in a game. I do hope you win this little game of mine, you seem like a winner."

     'What?' I thought as I got up. I looked around the small room. I looked at what I tripped on and saw a metal box. 'Not a bucket, huh.' I thought as I went to pick it up. Once I touched it, it was sticky. 'no thank you' I thought as I pulled my hand back. I looked around again and only saw gray walls, the box, a door, a chair with gloves on it, and a light bulb hanging from the ceiling that lit up the room. "Um, what am I supposed to do?" I said aloud walking around.

     It was silent. I looked back at the box. In the light, I could see a glint of something on it. 'probably the weird sticky stuff' I thought. I went and grabbed the gloves off the chair. Once I grabbed them I walked over to the box and took it back to the chair. I sat down after making sure there was no mystery liquid on it and took a better look at the box. It was simply black and had a small clasp on it. I undid the clasp and looked into it. There was a small piece of paper. It read, "I hope that kept you occupied, all will be explained shortly." I started as it angrily. 'that's all?!' I thought as I threw the box across the room.

     About two minutes later the door opened. I whip my head to look at it. I see a short man wearing fancy clothes step in. His fancy cane making a clicking sound. He looks at me and nods his head, wanting me to follow him. I'm ready to refuse, but I realized that that might be my only way to escape. I slowly get up, glaring. We leave the room silent. I was about to say something when he spoke up, "All rules of the game will be explained when we get there."

     I look down at him, he only goes to my shoulder, and say, "Why?"

     He simply laughed. I was ready to strangle him when a woman rounded the corner. She was very pretty. "Sir," She saluted to the short man, "player seven has been eliminated."

     The man nodded and said, "A new player is being added, watch him." He lightly hit me with his cane. The woman nodded and walked back the way she came. The man kept walking and I hesitated for a second. 'Player seven? Eliminated?Am I gonna Die?' I thought as I started to follow behind the short man. I kept glancing around. I had a very bad feeling twisting in my gut.

     We entered a huge room. I looked around at a number of seats and people. I saw the small man go up a staircase to get to the seats. He sat on the biggest one in the middle. I was about to sprint out of the room because that looked like a cult when the doors shut and guards stood in front of them with big guns. 'Well there goes that idea,' I thought looking back at the small cult leader.

     "Hello friend," I fought back the urge to say I'm not your friend, "you must be wondering why you are here,"

     "No, I was wondering if you would buy my girl scout cookies," I said crossing my arms glaring.

     He rolled his eyes and kept talking, "You have been chosen off the streets to play a simple game." I rolled my eyes and kept listing, "The rules are simple, you kill the person on the list. If you fail to do it, you will be eliminated by the person who is watching you. You are player number seventeen. Your list will be handed to you by the person who will be watching you, to make sure you follow the rules. Now go, you are boring me here." I was about to cuss him out when I was dragged out by the woman earlier. Where she came from and when the world may never know.

     She took me through the empty gray halls. She was silent until we got to a door. She gave me a small piece of paper and said, "You will kill this person and come back to me. If you just run away, I will kill you. Watch yourself."

I gulped and looked at the list.

'Amelia Locksea'

The idea for someone being kidnapped and the first sentence belongs to @lovekillshate .

I hope you liked this, a part two will be out soon. It would be great if you commented and voted. If you have any ideas for a short story, please comment it I would love to write it. Well until the next chapter, Buh-bye! :)