Dark Intentions

Prologue

POV - Sally Johnson: The First Victim

It feels like it's been weeks trapped within these cold, grey cement walls. There are no windows to look out to watch as the day passes. It's like there is no time at all. There is just a rusted steel door, a large black speaker in the upper corner of the room that It talks through to me in a gender-less, indistinguishable voice, and a tiny camera in the other. After my last attempt to set myself free It refused to give me any more food.

I just want to go home and be with my family again, be in the house one last time and have our cheesy family dinners when we sit around the table and talk about our day. I also want to take back all the awful things I had said to my mother. The last time I saw my mother we had gotten into a fight over my grades slipping and about the "mystery" boyfriend I was keeping from her. I just wish I never took a long way home after school and had stuck to the main roads. Maybe then It wouldn't have grabbed me and knocked me unconscious.

My body gets weaker and weaker and I can't help losing consciousness. At least in my dreams, I will be able to forget being kidnapped and held against my will in this hell hole.

A blinding light wakes me up from the dreams of my childhood. I try to slowly lift myself up from the floor. The door, it's wide open! This must be a trick. It must have some cruel joke in store for me. But if it's not this might be my only chance to escape. I must go to it.

I trip over my feet a few times while I aimlessly walk through the dimly lit concrete hallways, clinging to the wall for support. At last, I reach a door with the sign above it that says "Exit". This is almost too easy. I muster up the strength to push open the cold metal door. When it finally opens, all I can see is darkness and smell a wet earthy scent. I take a step forward and my bare feet hit the grass. As I walk away from the support from the door I fall to my knees and let out a cry. I can't believe I'm back outside.

But my hopes are crushed by the sudden sound of heavy footprints on the grass and dogs panting and barking. When I go to look up, I can't believe who it is just mere feet away from me.

"No! It can't be! Why would you do this?"

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Two Years Later

POV - Alex Barsotti

I pull up into the driveway of the blue house with white trim and shutters. Putting my black Toyota Corolla into park and taking the keys out of the ignition, grabbed my duffel bag and purse and made my way to the front door.

"Alexandra!"

My little sister screeched as she plowed into my legs and wrapped her little arms around me as best as she could, making me almost drop my duffel bag in the process. When she lets go, we walked up to the steps to the porch. I've been missing this house for the last 6 months after my last visit in winter break. Going away to college two states over to grow a little and spread one's wings really can put perspective into your life. As I walk through the door with my little sister and close it my mom walks out the kitchen with a towel in her hands Probably just washed them after making her new creation.

"There's our college girl! How did finals go?" My mom asked as she walked over to me and gave me a big bear hug.

"Finals was an event, but I managed to pass all my classes."

"That's good always a smart girl. What do you plan to do for summer break now?"

"Oh, just thought I would hang out around the house for the summer and be lazy", I jokingly state while smiling and my mom.

"Well if you get bored just let me know and I'll put you to work in the shop", winking at me she walks back into the kitchen and says over her shoulder, "I'll have dinner ready in an hour why don't you take your sister out to the park or something for me?"

My sister Isabelle beamed up at me in excitement at the thought of going out for an hour.

"Let me get the rest of my stuff in the house then we'll leave in a few okay?" I say to her and she nods her head in excitement and skips upstairs to her room to grab whatever it may be that she needs.

Tightening my grip on my duffel I haul it upstairs into my room that still holds all my picture frames of me with my friends and other high school memorabilia. I pick up one frame that held the picture of me and my best friends Sammi, Dakota, and Sarah at a football game our Sophomore year. I can't believe how long it has been since I saw them last. Exceptionally Sarah, it's been two years since she had run away and was found in the woods a few towns over mauled by stray dogs. My chest tightens thinking about that time. Three other kids had also run away that year. Two of them were found but the third one was still missing.

Shaking my head in hopes to get rid of the memories and feelings I set the picture down and walk out of my room to get the rest of my stuff from my car. The weather outside when I had first arrived was perfect warm weather with little clouds in the sky but by the time I came back to my car more clouds had rolled in and there was a weird chill in the wind that came with it. I hope it doesn't rain that would ruin Isabelle's time at the park. But a sense of uneasy crept into me and refused to go.

(Edited 6/2/2019)