4 | Kidnapped

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Ruby woke up, breaking her cold sweat. Her breathing was heavy, repeating every 2 seconds. Her eyes were in a panic. Ruby messed around with her hair as it started to cover her eyes. She shuffled on the couch, trying to calm herself from what she just dreamt of. Ruby was not underwater, that was she concluded. Now, Ruby's heavy breathing began to fade softer. She had found herself calm. She took a sigh of relief and gradually closed and opened her eyes.

Ruby was still at home. All the lights had been turned off, so the entire house was in complete darkness. She was confused. Before she went to sleep, she was sure that some of the lights were turned on. But then Ruby started to think that the police officer just turned them off. But she argued with herself again.

"Why would the police officer turn all the lights off, when he can barely see a thing?" She thought to herself. Something was not adding up. Ruby examined the living room very slowly, scanning from left to right.

It was not until Ruby saw the police officer - hunch back on the couch next to her, all covered in red, as the police officer's head looked up to the ceiling - She gasped at the horrid sight Ruby discovered. The police officer that protected her for almost 7 hours, was now lying dead on her couch. Bloodstained his shirt, tremendously. Ruby wanted to scream but she could not find it in her to scream at all. Her vocal cords just stopped. She jolted back, almost falling off the couch. Ruby got up and walked backwards, her eyes still staring at the lifeless policeman. She covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide.

Run •

Ruby lost eye contact with the dead police officer and darted to the front door. But she could not even make one step before she saw a long dark silhouette. The silhouette gestured of a tall man. Ruby could not see the features of the man, but Ruby knew he was a man. The man stood still, blocking her path to the front door.

Ruby stepped away, immediately regretting it, as she could feel someone covering her mouth with a cloth. Someone wrapped their arm around her stomach along with her arms and hands so she could not move or break free. Before Ruby could even realize what was happening, her vision began to fade away. Her surroundings became numb. Her actions became slow and depressant. It was only a matter of seconds before she fell to the floor, unconscious. But before Ruby had lost all conscious, she could hear a whisper in her ear. It was the a three word sentence, however she never hoped nor prayed to ever hear those words... or his voice.

"Go to sleep..."

They have successfully kidnapped you •






"Ruby? Ruuuuuuby?" I could hear my name being called out in a sweet soft voice. I opened my eyes, flustered for a while. I was... sitting on my heel position, my hands placed perfectly on my legs. My head had been bowing down to the floor. The floor was painted in red lines colour with white squares. But it did paint the entire floor. I can see that I am on top of a picnic blanket. I looked up, facing again a beautiful woman: My mother. Her hair danced to the rhythm of the wind blowing on her face. Her smile was so pretty.

"M-Mom?" I murmured. I blinked a few times before I looked away from her. Where are we? Then I recognize where we are: We're back again here. I'm dreaming again.

The never-ending crop field.

The field looks the same... I think. Well, I could not see because of the tall crops. But the sky was still the same: All gloomy and sad. I'm surprised it has not rained yet.

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