Don't Back Down

Don't Back Down Ch. 3

Chapter 3: Kidnapped

Vale POV

I woke up with a pounding headache. Hell, did I get wasted last night? I didn't remember ever drinking...but that might have been the alcohol blocking. Well, with this bitchin headache there was no way I could go back to sleep. Blinking slowly, I propped myself up on the bed I had somehow landed in.

Well, I tried to. When I tried to move my arms, I realized I couldn't. What the fuck?

My eyes shot open to see I wasn't even in any of Krystal's room. I wasn't in my room or any room I recognized. Okay, something is seriously wrong. The room wall's were about a 3AM black. That's when it gets really dark. By really I mean you can't see your hand in front of you unless you are fluorescent like a firefly.

A soft bed I was laying on was a lighter shade in black. I twisted to lie on my side to see a red dresser next to a large mirror surrounded by white moulding. It just screamed vaaaaain with a side of a big ass ego. Who designed this room? Disturbed? Lame joke. I know.

Okay, then. I was tied up, in an unfamiliar room, and I couldn't remember from the night before. This sounded like one of those escape games on the computer where you have to find clues to get out of the locked room. I never liked those and I really didn't like my situation now. I remember talking to people at my birthday party...I went upstairs...and blank. Honestly, was could I have possibly done to get myself in this situation.

I wriggled my arms, trying to slip out of whatever tied my wrists. It felt like a fabric, sort or like leather, but stronger and rougher. I started to panic a little when it dawned on me I couldn't get out. Good God, I think I've been kidnapped. I fought to stay calm, since mass pandemonium was battling in my stomach.

I had to get out of here. Preferably silently. I forced myself up, so I could look around. There wasn't much else in the room other than the dresser that I could see at least. It was pretty dark. There were two white doors on one side of the room and a single door on the other. I guess that the two doors were closet and bathroom or something like that.

I was sitting on a very large bed, I started quietly inching my way off and was happy when I came to the edge. I gave a sigh of relief when, I realized I could move my feet. I stood up, glancing around for a second before heading towards the one door I was fairly sure was the way out of this room. I noticed I was still in my 80s outfit, but it was seriously wrinkled.

The silence crept me out and I constantly felt like their were eyes on the back of my neck. I walked quickly to the door then faced a new problem. How was I supposed to open the door without using my hands? I gave the brass doorknob a good, long stare, trying to will it with my mind to turn and let me out.

Getting an idea, I pressed my back against the door and sat low. I pushed my shoulder against the doorknob and felt very satisfied with myself as it slowly turned upwards as I rose. I scowled when I heard the audible click it made in the silent room as it unlocked.

I wedged my arm in a little and pulled the door open a bit. I stuck a foot in between the space before it could close. I stuck my head out to peer into a dimly lit hallway. Expensive-looking paintings and busts dotted along the black walls. Why was everything so black? That could really depress someone, even a happy-go-lucky person like me. *rolls eyes*

The hallway was empty, but I carefully listened for sounds before moving. Nothing. I carefully slipped out the door and closed it as quietly and softly as I could. Okay, good. I've escaped the room. Now I just had to escape whatever house I had been taken to. And then somehow find out where I was. And then find my way home.

And now I was at a loss. The hallway stretched in either direction for a long way down before branching off to more hallways on both sides. This wasn't a house. This was a freaking mansion. Making my job ten times harder. That's not including the fact I was tied up. Man and I couldn't even flip a coin to decide for me.