Vanished

House on the field

Halle awoke to footsteps on rocks, slowly walking towards her. She clenched her fists in anger. Not only have they kidnapped her, but had been stalking her for months, learning everything about her, what she like, how she sleeps, what she knows. She not only in fear for her life, but her families too. If they where stalking her, they must have been stalking them too. The footsteps got closer, she closed her eyes and hoped she will be ok. The trunk popped with a loud CLUNCK. It was getting dark outside, nearly dusk. The men grabbed her by her shirt and ripped her from the trunk. Her legs were week, she fell to the ground as the man let her go. Halle looked around and saw nothing but the tall grass, and a small old shack in the middle.
     "Come on! Get moving, we have a special room for you." Said the smaller man as he pushed Halle toward the shack.
     The shack was quite a walking distance from where they parked, but Halle didn't care, she was glad to stretch her legs after being crammed into the trunk of the car.
      After sometime, they finally made it. The taller man walked up to the porch, every step made a loud creaking sound. He slowly opens the door and motioned Halle to go inside. As she passed him, she gave a glare trying to act strong, only to get pushed and nearly falling on her face. She stood straight and looked around. It smelled like mold and everything was decaying.
    The smaller man walked down the hall to a door, he opened it with delight," your room, is down here!"
     Halle walked over and peeked inside. It was dark, but she could see stairs. Old run down, creaky stairs, she gagged at the sight.
     "You can't make me go down there!" She yelled, she was surprised how confident she was being.
     The bigger man walked over slowly, " oh, yes...you...ARE."
    He violently pushed her down the stairs. She stretched out her arms as she fell, trying to catch herself before she hit the bottom. Finally, she caught herself just in time. She turned her head only to see them slam the door. Halle looked down at her legs in disbelief, scratches covered her from the knee to her foot. She slowly but surely, stood up. She used the wall for support. Looking around the dirty, smelly room, she found a bowl of water and a rag next to a blanket and skinny pillow on the floor. Limping, she made her way to the water and rag. Sitting on the blanket, she wet the rag and put it on her leg. Halle's weakness was pain, she let out a whimper along with a cry. Halle tried to fight the pain, but it was too much.
     After cleaning her wounds she laid down and passed out.