Running in plain sight, Isaac went inside a big black carriage embellished with gold. He quietly closed the door, making sure nobody was looking at him and when he was certain nobody had seen him, he hid on the fluffy red carpet which had been somewhat comfortable.
Even though there was enough space for him to hide on the ground, he felt so closed in that he felt like he would be squished by the walls of the carriage, so he got on his knees and peeked through the windows. There, he saw a series of both men and women lined up beside a tall wall of cobblestone. Each of them had metal chains on their legs and arms, preventing them from running or opening anything.
At the very front, there had been a man standing beside a door. He had been smiling as he held out a box to each person that passed by him. A young girl who had been in front of the line had all her jewelry taken off by two men who had been to the left of her. After stripping her of all her jewelry, she was escorted into a room that had a thick mist of smoke.
She began coughing and begging them to not put her in such a place, but then they forcefully made her walk down the stairs. Then, they shut the door on her, her screams for mercy and her cries of pain being well heard despite the door. Then as the other people in the line heard such fearful screams, they all began speculating the worst.
As the next person was escorted inside the room, they had been stripped of their rings and other jewelry that they had, and then entered the room. He closed his eyes and a tear dripped down his face, as he knew what was about to happen. He looked behind himself, only to see two men pushing him inside and closing the door shut. The room filled with gas and he banged on the door begging for help.
Isaac had been curious to find out more, so then he opened the doors of the carriage and got out. As he jumped on the cold ground, he felt something gripping his foot, so he looked around, only to see a man yanking his foot, causing Isaac to fall to the ground. He held onto the carriage but the man was supported with more people, who were also beginning to drag him.
"Help!" he screamed in his last attempt to get away, but even if he was heard, nobody could do anything.
When they got him to line up, he was beaten on the floor by men who had begun kicking him, causing bruises all over. Then after making him bleed through his nose, they forced him to get up and they took off his shoes putting metal chains around his feet and arms.
"Oh boy, you're in for a ride...," one of them said to him smiling.
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Stolen Identity
Teen FictionAs the princess of Lazoreth hosts a competition to find her newly wedded husband who will rule along beside her. Isaac Kora, a 17-year-old boy in the kingdom of Lazoreth who's participating in the competition soon discovers a secret cult and takes i...