Abducted

"Be on the lookout when going out. A sex ring has been growing in the area. They take women between the ages of sixteen and twenty-four. Officials have stated that they are in the middle of investigating, but the rapid pace of how much it's expanding is making it hard for investigators to keep up."

I look at my TV and sigh. I'm not worried about it. I hardly leave the house unless I want food anyways. I walk over to my kitchen cabinet to see if I do have anything to eat, and of course, I'm out. I guess I'm going grocery shopping then.

I grab my coat and umbrella, because of the rain. Luckily, the apartment I live in is right across the street from target. As I'm walking, I'm highly aware of my surroundings. I watch every possible face that could be eyeing me. Stupid news, no one would want me anyway. I roll my eyes and laugh at myself as I walk up to the giant red balls, indicating the Target entryway. I go to the produce isle, searching for the best avocados so that I can make a guacamole spread on whole grain toast. It is my favorite thing in the whole wide world.

However, as I'm putting the last one in my basket I see a man. He's hanging out at the very end of the same isle as me, wearing a black jacket, black pants and puma shoes. He's also wearing a face mask and a black hat. I don't know why, but something was screaming in my head that this wasn't right. Alarm bells were ringing in my mind, and I quickly found myself scrambling to get out of the building. I walked as fast as I could while trying to look normal.

My heart was beating out of my stomach, and I could hear the footsteps behind me of what sounded like two people. I looked behind me, and sure enough it was that man, accompanied by another man who looked like his clone. That's it. I'm running to my apartment. I run. I run like I've never ran before, my heart felt like it was going to burst from exhaustion. But I knew if I slowed down, even for a little bit I'd be done.

What I failed to notice, however, was my shoelace on my sneaker coming undone. I tripped over myself. And those men were right behind me.

"HELLLLLP!!!! SOMEONE HELP ME THEY'RE CHASING—mfffffffph!!!!" I screamed as the man slapped his hand over my mouth and slid his other arm around my waist, hoisting me up over his shoulders. I was thrashing around violently, still trying to scream even though I knew it was useless. I was beating on his back, until I felt something sharp in my neck.

It was a needle. They were drugging me. My eyes were starting to get droopy as I heard them talking with each other. It was a different language. Korean, I think. I guess this is the end of my life. I think, as they carefully place me in the back seat of their black Mercedes Benz.

In one night, my nightmare began.