The Bridge

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Before I knew it, twenty minutes had flown by while I was doing nothing more than simply hanging my arm out the window, feeling the morning winds brush against my skin.

My mom broke the long lasted silence saying, "We're almost there, Honey. It's going to be a long flight for you!" Excitement rushed through me once more. "Oh yes. But it will be so darn worth it!" I replied, beaming hot pink.

I watched as my mom pulled up right in front of the airports entrance, then I jumped out to grab my suitcase. "Do you want me to walk you in and help you carry your things?" My mom kindly asked. "I think I got it! But thank you," I said. But she insisted, and walked me in anyways.

We sat down along a wall where some seating was, since we actually arrived a little early. "Since you're here, can you watch my luggage while I use the restroom real fast?" I requested. She chuckled, "I knew that you'd need me for something. Sure, I believe it's down that hall." she said, pointing to a far off direction behind her.

"Okay, I'll be right back." I shouted as I began walking to where she had pointed me to.

It was a dark hallway, far off from where most people were, and there was an emergency exit at the end of the hall.

I finished up in the empty restroom and held the door open as I dried my hands. But, before I could turn around to walk out, I felt something- someone grab me from behind with one arm, and I screamed in terror! But, my scream was muffled by what seemed to be a cloth of some sort, which was covering half of my face. I tried to struggle out of their grasp, then I started feeling lightheaded as everything went blurry, and then started going dar—

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"Wh-where am I? It feels like I'm?!?! Am I.. In someone's car, moving?!?" I silently freaked to myself. I started to remember what had happened in that hallway, and I began to panic as I abruptly sat myself up from the back seat where I had been laying when I was supposedly passed out and incautious.

I saw two men sitting up front in the small, smelly, beaten up car. The one in the passengers seat looked like he could be very intimidating, but the one driving, not so much. "Oh, the one in the passengers seat... he was the one who grabbed me!" I thought as my eyes shot wide. I looked out the window to my right, and realized I was on an extremely long bridge, over water. To my left, I noticed that there seemed to be no other cars on this bridge. it was just... us.

I had so much fear and remained silent for a few, hoping that they wouldn't notice I had been awake. The car was so old and noisy that it seemed to have hidden the sounds of me jumping up and panting when I had first awoken.

After a couple minutes passed, I decided that I should at least try to check my pockets for my phone- "Figures... they took my phone, too. Who are they, and what do they want?" I felt a tear drizzle down left cheek, and began to pray that God would keep me safe and bring me back to my family.

I questioned all of this in my head until the anxiety grew and became unbearable, and finally, I found the courage to speak aloud and demand, "Where am I, and who the heck are you!" The man in the passengers seat scowled as he shook his head. He looked middle aged and he had ginger hair. He also held a constant expression of anger on his face. "Why, you are going to be our little spy." The ginger haired man replied in his rumbly voice. "S-spy," I asked under my breath in utter confusion. He turned his face towards me once more, and repeated himself, saying, "Heh, yeah. A spy." Then the driver asked me, "You are Olivia Rey Carlson, aren't you?" I gasped in fear, then opened my mouth to ask, "How in the world do you know who I am?!"

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