My head is pounding.
My body is in pain.
My vision is whirling as I struggle to wake up. The room is dark, and when I glance down, my legs and arms are covered with blood and scars. I was in pain. A gleaming pool of new blood lay on the floor. My hands and ankles looked to be tied to a chair.
Yes. I struggle, attempting but failing to release the metal cuffs. My breathing grew laboured as I began to panic. "Help!" I yelled, but no one answered. I observed what looked to be a syringe on the floor as my vision began to clear.
'I'm guessing that's how they drugged me...' I pondered.
//FLASHBACK//
"Are you sure about this, Jasmine?" Sarah inquires.
"What could go wrong? It's only a harmless deep web search, and who knows what we'll find? It's something my friend does all the time!" I exclaimed, giggling.
"You realise that's a little... risky. Who knows what will happen?"
"Get apprehended by the cops? Pfft." I laughed.
"There have been reports of people being kidnapped after searching the deep web and visiting weird websites. I don't want anything bad to happen to you!" Sarah almost bursts out crying.
"You're so dull. If you don't want to look, leave." I muttered as I turned on my computer and searched the deep web. I mean, it's hard to blame her. Some of the images and web pages were, shall we say, distressing. But I didn't mind. I then went to the following website:
"Welcome to my red room?" I muttered something. What was it? I pressed the button. There is no information.
'Of course...' I reasoned.
A few minutes later, I received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello?" I ask.
"We know exactly where you are... We're keeping an eye on you..." A scratchy and malevolent voice was speaking to me.
"I'm sorry, who is this?"
". . . Hold on sweetheart. . ." I heard a conversation in the background. "Yeah. . . Yeah. . . Uh, wait, do that later . . . r-i-g-h-t. Fine, fine. Cool. Sorry dear, what was that?
"Who are you?"
"Your time is nearly up."
"What?.... Hello?. . Hello?" The call was cut short from the other line.
The next day, I was walking to the store to get a snack when a car pulled up alongside me. Someone shoved me to the concrete, and the next thing I knew, I was unconscious on the floor.
//END OF FLASHBACK//
I gulp for breath. My hands began to perspire. This must be the webpage I went to. This has to be..."Welcome to my red room? What?" I looked around frantically. You didn't have to be a moron to realise - People have been murdered in this location for viewing pleasure. After that, I heard footsteps, the door's bolt being unlocked and the door open ajar. Two figures wearing masks entered the room; one carried a jagged knife, the other a syringe with a little vile.
"Greetings, love, and welcome to my red room." My neck was pierced by something.
Then it all went black.
YOU ARE READING
The red room
HorrorJasmine is woken to find herself in red room. Kidnapped and chained, her body covered in blood, she has only a couple of hours to live. Will she survive?
