Alison's POV:
I was getting ready to leave to meet Phillip for a date. I was wearing a white, knee high, long sleeved dress with a golden belt and matching heels, my hair in a high pony tail and a red clutch. I opened my door and walked out. I was meeting him at a restaurant around a couple of corners. I got in my car and drove there. Once I had reached the restaurant, I pulled over behind a silver car that was already bang infront of it. It seemed...strange. It had black lightening bolts on it, sharp spikes at the front and an orange flame pattern on the seats. I didn't put much notice in it and I just walked in to the restaurant. I looked around for Phillip and I saw him at a nice table in the back right corner of the restaurant. He walked up to the reservation desk and clamied that I was with him. We walked over to the table and picked up the menus that were neatly put beside the knife and fork. I looked through the wonderful meals on the many lists and decided to pick chicken salad with boiled potatoes and dressing. I already knew what I was having for dessert because the list was irresistable. I was having chocolate and orange cheesecake with rasberry sauce. Phillip ordered the same as me and we chatted whilst waiting for our meals. The meals arrived quicker than we thought and we began eating after we finished our conversation about our weirdest memories of our childhood.
Phillip's POV:
Me and Alison finished our meal pretty much at the same time. I excused myself to the restroom and I left the table. Once I had finished washing my hands, I left and made my way down the hallway to the main room. I looked at mine and Alison's table, expecting to see her sitting there and waiting for me, she was gone. I looked around the entire restaurant and I even asked a waitress to go check to see if she was in the restroom and she wasn't. I started to worry and I looked outside for her. "Excuse me, sir." I heard a voce from behind me. I remembered I was outside and I hadn't payed for the meals yet. UI asked for the check, payed and left. I looked everywhere for Alison. She couldn't have gone home without taking her phone, purse or more importantly, without telling me.
Alison's POV:
I was on my phone whilst waiting for Phillip to come out of the restroom. I was scrolling through Selena Gomez's tweets when I felt a leather glove across my mouth. I heard gasps and people running. I couldn't see because the other glove was over my eyes. I tried screaming for Phillip but I was out of the restaurant really quickly. The person dragged me over to the car that I saw earlier and took me to the back. They punched me in the face and shoved me in the boot. That's when I blacked out.
Some time later and Alison's POV still:
I woke up in a dark room and I was leaning against a wall. I couldn't move beacuse I was bruised all over and there was a sharp pain around my mouth from the punch. My hair was down and I was wearing a dirty blue top. I couldn't get up because my feet were tied to bars. I looked at my reflection through a cracked mirror in front of me. My makeup was wiped off and there was blood stains all over my face and clothes that I wasn't very comfortable in. It was silent and dark. I felt like I was going to die. The silence faded when loud noises came from the door to the room. The handle moved down and the door opened. The person came over to me and took their mask off to show me who they were. I looked up shocked and terrified by what I saw.
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