Rick
He struggled to see through the darkness of the fabric that covered his eyes. Hands held his arms down as he was forced to walk down a seemingly endless hall.
He heard a door open and was slammed down into a metal chair. The blindfold stayed on.
He twisted back and forth, looking for a source of light that could penetrate the black cloth.
Calculated footsteps pierced the silence, calculated to intimidate him.
"Who are you?", he spoke up, "If this is about the drug, I need to speak to your employer"
Silence. And then someone chucked. Deep and filled with humor without a speckle of pity.
"Mr. Castle, did you really think we would go through all this effort to kidnap you for a little formula?"
The footsteps came closer.
"I'm afraid our reasons are a slight bit more primitive than that. Remove the blindfold"
Someone came near him and untied the cloth. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light.
"I believe you will recognize where we are"
No. It can't be-
"Your very own childhood hideout. Welcome home, Mr. Castle. And may your stay be pleasantly horrible"
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Do I qualify for the role of being a nice person?
I actually updated!
Whoop whoop!
So, I'm twisting around season 7, but without the amnesia.... Although I do love playing around with character's minds.... Ohhhh.... Ideaaaaaa......
Hallucinations.
Mwahahahahahaha....
-Eliza
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Just Her (A Castle Fanfic)
FanfictionFollowing, are the thoughts and ideas of Richard Castle. Unedited. Unread. Unseen. The man behind the madness and the cocky attitude. ---- These are words that have never seen the light of day. So if sunlight somehow managed to filter through the...
