"I remember his face, his hair, his eyes, and the worst of all, his torture." Maggie told Rosie.
I'm Maggie Eclaire, and just six years ago, I was kidnapped, tortured, got pregnant and then, seeked and succeed in revenge of one person, and that person was named Connor. Then my older brother saved me and Rosie after many, many months, he never stopped looking for me and I truly owe him my life.
Now, I'm a single mother to Rosie; Connor's daughter. I took her because I was afraid for her saftey and her life. The sins I have done that haunt me are horrible and they haunt my nightmares. I killed Rosie's birth mother and got her father sent to jail. But, everything was all worth it; Rosie is a sweet, young girl and I shall never tell her about her father, not ever.
"Mommy! Mommy! Help!" I heard Rosie yell in horror.
I got to my feet and raced to the front door to find Rosie, unconious and in the arms of a tall white man dressed in dark pants and a leather jacket. My worst fears were happening again; he returned!
"Come with me, miss." The strange man told me.
I shook my head and ran as fast as I could to the kitchen. I heard heavy boots step on the hard wood floor behind me, he was on my tail.
"What do you want with me and my daughter?" I yelled over my shoulder.
There was no answer, just loud boots banging against the floor, the closer the man got to me, the louder the boots became.
I finally reached the kitchen and got a butcher knife, the biggest knife I had and I held the blade down and I clenched my fists for when the strange man was going to turn the corner, into the kitchen.
"Just come quietly and I won't kill "his" daughter." The strange man yelled.
"His daughter?" I thought to myself.
As I listened closely to his voice tone, he sounded like Connor and his looks were almost exactly like his. The differences I saw about him and the strange man were that the strange man had longer black hair and he had more of an emo style like I used to have after I was resuced by Carlos.
I hid at the corner of the kitchen with the knife cluched in my hands, suddenly, I saw a can that was thrown and it sprayed some sort of gas, next thing I knew, I was beginning to feel sleepy.
I awoke in a strange, but familair place. My eyes were blurred and I was tied up to a post. I looked beside me to find Rosie unconious.
"W-Where am I?" I said to myself as my vision began to clear up. It was dark in the room where me and Rosie were tied together. I heard slight footsteps, then as they grew louder, a voice spoke.
"Hello, Maggie. Remember me?"
