Crimson

Chapter 4: Peter, Peter Pan

Hannah's Perspective:

My hands bound with rope, the three of us walked through the dark forest. The boys had removed the rag from my mouth but kept me tied up since I attempted to escape them on a few occasions. This whole experience has led me to a conclusion; this really sucks. What if I'm crazy? Or what if I died and none of this is real? I mean, how could it be? I'm on a freaking island in the middle of nowhere! But then again, I am not the sort of person to be crazy. Sure I may get into trouble a lot, but that was on purpose. This whole adventure definitely wasn't my own doing. The boys continued to converse with each other as if I wasn't even there.

The brunette spoke in a serious tone;

"When do you think he'll hit rock bottom?"

I could hear the chuckle trailing in the blonde's voice as he replied;

"I think he already has..."

Who hit rock bottom? Who could they be talking about? My curiosity was more than I could handle. Not to mention I'm quite nosy when it comes to knowing things.

"Who are you guys talking about" I butted in.

At first they were surprised I even spoke. After I while I had given up on making any sort of conversation. But now I was actually interested in something they were talking about. The boys exchanged a look.

"Just someone we work for, it's nothing really" the blonde spoke, assuring me that it wasn't important.

Though I can smell bull from far away. But I came to realize that none of this really matters. Soon I'll be back 'home' eating chips on the couch forgetting any of this ever happened. But it didn't stop me from asking who it was that was going to get me home in the first place.

"Who do you guys work for again?"

The brunette grinned as he released a soft chuckle.

"You'll meet him soon enough. Trust me, you're gonna love him" he spoke with that same sly grin.

I scoffed as I rolled my eyes;

"Is that supposed to be sarcasm? Because I'm not impressed. What's the big deal anyway with me being here? You guys are here, what's so bad about me?"

After that question left my mouth I immediately wished I could take it back. The blonde haired boy frowned and a chill crawled up my spine. Why the sudden mood change?

"Well let's just say you weren't part of his vision" he spoke quietly, most likely in the hopes I wouldn't hear him.

But I did hear him.

"Who's vision?" I questioned as my curiosity peaked.

Out of the corner of my eyes I could see the blonde resting his eyes as he sighed;

"...The person we work for. He regulates everything on this island. Nothing has ever gotten past him. Except for you and one other person."

This boss of theirs seems like a total control freak. I don't understand why they would work for a guy like that. And isn't it strange that a couple of teenage boys would be working for some random dude on a remote island? But what confused me more was why he mentioned that one other person had gotten by this mystery boss. What's the big secret here?

"And who would that be?" I pried.

At this point both of the boys chuckled and the brunette spoke up.

"You sure do ask a lot of questions."

I do not ask a lot of quest—...Okay maybe he's right.

I scoffed;