Kidnapped

Chapter 1

The day was sunny and rather hot which was typical for the early days of June. People were enjoying the pleasant weather, trying to catch every minute of sun and blue sky, as they were so used to foggy weather in their native land. Many children played with the water of a fountain in the middle of city park. Water seemed refreshing in such circumstances, due to beautiful golden sun which was quite strong and could burn their skin if they stayed too long under it. In one word – the day was remarkable and it was impossible not to enjoy it.

But one young woman didn't seem so happy, no matter how much she wanted to be. Sherry Cooke was on her way home from University, doing her best to hide the sorrow that was eating her heart from inside. A week ago she separated from her boyfriend, Jordan, that she dater for a few months. The reason for that was his cheating on her with another girl. But what's even stranger – Jordan wanted to be in a relationship with both girls simultaneously. Either it was some sick experiment with his own life or he might want to prove that he was a real man, or whatever else. Such things were unacceptable for Sherry, and when she found out, she declared about leaving him. But it wasn't the end yet – that crazy bastard just couldn't leave her alone, blaming her for abandoning him like that. He stated that separating from her wasn't his intention, that it was just for fun and such, but Sherry couldn't bear that the man she loved belonged to someone else beside her. A week has passed but Sherry was still heartbroken. It wasn't enough time to forget her love, and pain from losing him was still tormenting her.

As Sherry entered her house, she was warmly greeted by her mother:

"Hello, dear. How are you today? How are studies going?"

"I'm fine, Mum," she replied "I spent much time in a library today. Had to search for materials for my thesis. I'm going to arrange a meeting with my professor next week, so we could talk things over, and I could present him the information I've found."

"I see," Mother said, looking sadly at her daughter "Now, dear, cheer up. I know it was painful experience for you, but you can't just mope like that every day."

"I know, I know..." Sherry sighed "I guess I just made a wrong choice."

"Exactly. He's not your type. But don't worry, such things may often occur in this life. You'll find your happiness. Your destiny is waiting for you somewhere."

"I hope so," the young woman replied, hugging her mother.

"You're just in time for lunch," mother said "it will be ready soon. I prepared your favorite dish, the lasagne. Richard will be glad as well."

"Oh, he's home?"

"Sure, spending his time at the computer, as usual," mother winked.

Sherry went upstairs and peeked into her brother's room. He was sitting at his laptop and searching for something in Internet. She crept quietly behind his back and covered his eyes playfully. Richard got scared a bit by this.

"Hey, come on, what's the big idea..." he began, pulling her hands away "oh, it's you, sis. I didn't hear you coming. How's going?"

"Quite ok," Sherry said "I began working on my thesis. Today I spent most of the time in the library. Looking for info, you know..."

"Ah so... Have you already decided what theme it will be?"

"Well, I'd say so. I'd like to write about a specific theme – how horror fiction affects real life" Sherry explained, taking a seat on the chair.

"Um... what do you mean?" she noticed a spark of curiosity in her brother's eyes. "What exactly are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about people who were affected by horror fiction, which resulted in committing rather hideous acts," she replied.