Yoona Duke (Short Story Version)

Part: Four

"Ohㅡ Let go!" I struggle to loosen out his tough grip. With one hand, he kept me restrain from going anywhere. My freedom, yet to be determined.

"We got a peeping tom here, eh?" the guy grabbing on to me chuckled.

"We sure do," the buffer guy replied. He hovers over to my level and looks me in the eye, "What exactly did you see in there?" his breath was hot like boiling water, and tanty.

"I, I didn't see anything," I look away and avoid eye contact. My face heats up, along with my heart accelerating.

His face inches closer to mine as his eyebrows scrunches together, "Young lady, don't lie," rage rose in his voice, "We saw you peeping through our window! Who sent you! What did you see?"

"I swear, I swear! I didn't see anything!" tears starts to gather in my eyes. His voice rumbled inside of me. I try again to free myself.

"Let's take her inside, Frank," the guy restraining me said as he yanks on my collar again. "We've got some questioning to do."

"Right, Luke. Lady's first," Frank said, with a sinister smile.

Luke pulls me, turns me around and forces me to walk. Frank follows closely behind us. My legs feel like slates dragging against the ground. I can not believe I am back at square one, having to fight my wayㅡ again, back to civilization. Will I be able to escape this time?

We finally reached the building where it all started. Frank goes ahead of us and opens the door. Luke drags me and tosses me inside. As I am thrown in, I stumble over, but caught myself before I fell. Luke enters in, and Frank closes the door behind him. It's now just the three of us.

I step back and hear a crumble sound. I look down at my feet and see raggedy newspaper underneath my feet. Newspapers, and old paper covered the dull-colored tiles. The room was exceptionally hot and the air was stuffy; so stuffy that my eyes began to stung.

"Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way," Frank growled as he cracks each knuckle. Frank looks over at Luke and gave him a subtle nod. Along with a devious grin, Luke returns the favor, but adds a rumble of chuckles.

Luke walks to the back room and leaves, Frank and I alone. "You're in big trouble now," Frank said. "I'm going to ask again. Who sent you here?"

The pulse of my heart thumps in between my ears. I am trap. There's no where to run this time. Why is this happening to me? Have I cheated death? "No one," my voice unexpectedly quivers as I speak, "no one sent me. I swear, I was just walking around." My nails dig into my skin as I keep my hands in a tight fist. My hands couldn't stop shaking. They trembled and felt clammy as I tried to keep my insanity.

Frank throws back his head and lets out a loud rumble of laughter, "Ha, ha, ha!" His laughter was wicked, villainous, and psychotic. My legs almost gave out as his hollows roars vandalizes my ears. He suddenly shoots his malicious glare at me and grits his teeth, "You take me as a fool! Huh?"

I quickly scan the room, my eyes finally stops behind Frank. A black old wall phone hung alone on the wall. The building- although looks abandon, is not without electricity. If only I can make my way past him... I begin to think how I mustered an escape plan when I was held captive with Dimwit. It can work the same for this, right? I force myself to gaze upon Frank, even if the fear burned my insides. I used every last of my confidence to bring up a smile to my face. As I feel it form on my face, I try to form it into a sinister grin. "Frank. That's your name right?" As I try to swallow my fears, my legs barely buckled, "What's up with your filthy beard? Isn't it time to give that thing a trim?" a spark of hope ignites in me. A plan, and idea. Perhaps I can distract him... with insults, and make my move! My plan is ridiculous, a risk I'm taking.