Chapter 2

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I flashback for this part and rest of the story
I've been in this car so long that the rain has stopped, or just really far. Far enough to where he out ran the storm. The road we were on was bumpy. On one of the bump I hit my head on a metal container, because after I hit it something fell. Nobody would notice that I was gone, would they? Didn't matter, I was gone and probably soon to be dead. I didn't want to die. He wouldn't kill me would he? No he wouldn't he seemed to nice. The car stops. Well I guess I'll find out soon. I get grabbed by the arm and brought somewhere. The air seems musty, muster then the car.
Someone mumbles in the background. I look around to try to make out the scene but I can't see crap. Soon after Someone pulls off the bag on my head. A bright light is flashed in my eyes and half way blinds me. I blink a few times and can finally see. I look around and I see three guys standing around me and then I see Josh. He's the one that pulled off the bag.
"WHERE AM I AND WHY DID YOU BRING ME HERE!!" I say almost screaming and very angry
"Be quiet or you'll be punished" a guy behind me says in a creepy way
Josh says with a smirk "you have something I want"
"What?, I have crap so I don't know what you want from me!"
He looks at me, then at his watch, then at the person standing behind me and then back at me. "Don't lie to me! Or I shall punish you"
"I'd like to see you try!"
He stares at me for a moment and then at the man standing behind me and nods "Bring her to where I need her, she asked for it!" He chuckles in a creepier way the the guy before. I'm brought to a black room and forced to sit down. Men attached me to wires and stapes me to the chair. A bright light is turn on, I squint my eyes from the light because I have been in the dark for to long.
"What's going on?!?"
"You asked for this" he says from a black piece of glass as if I were in a testifying room, that the CSI uses. He chuckles and clicks something on. Pain ignites my body, starting slowly and growing more and more vigorously. With the pain comes shaking, much pain and much shaking. It feels as if I were from when witches we burn alive. The pain was extremely difficult to handle. After a while he turns it off. As I still shakes he comes into the bright room.
"You didn't like that now did you?"
"Y-ou b-ast-ard!" Still slightly shaking from the device.
Chuckles slightly as he walks away "That's what I though!"
As he mumbles to someone else in the other room, the guy before came up to me and brought me to another room which I think would be my new bedroom. It had a small bed frame and a mattress. A sink and a toilet. I move over to my bed sit down and start to think...

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