Trapped

Chapter 1

Eleven walked out into the bright sunlight with leaves crunching under her feet. She saw a man taking out his trash as he stepped inside his house. Eleven walked over to the man's house with the backdoor opened a little.

She stepped inside and heard voices. In the kitchen she was greeted by a cake sitting on the table. She ran over to it, she had in her position till she slipped and the cake slatted all over the floor.

The man heard what happened and he walked into the kitchen. He spotted Eleven sitting on the floor rubbing her leg she looked up and dashed out of the door.

The man had a strong grip on her. "So you think you can run from me boy?!" He scanned Eleven from head to toe. "Girl?"

Ten minutes passed and Eleven was sitting at the kitchen table eating some fries the man gave her. He sat in a chair across from her. "Your leg okay? We cool now?" He asked. Eleven was quiet. "What's your name, kid?"

He got a glance at her wrist and turned it over reading the number eleven on her wrist. Eleven pulled her arm away. "Eleven?" "Um is that some type of code name?"

She pointed at herself. "Oh?" That's your name?" He asked. She nodded.

There was a knock coming from the back door. Eleven jerked back in her chair. "It's okay, who ever it is I'll tell them to go away" he got up and walked to the door.

He opened the door "hi, can I help you?" The man asked. "Yes you can" a lady said holding up a police badge. Eleven saw what was happening. Two seconds later she heard a gun shot and the man was lying dead on the floor.

Eleven rushed out of the kitchen. Another man looked at her across the kicthen. Eleven stood at him with a death stare. Seconds later the man was also lying dead on the floor with his neck snapped.

Eleven was out of the house and in the ran where she saw flashlights. "Light?" She asked herself.