Chapter 6: Found

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"Hey sleepyhead we're here," Mitchelle spoke softly his deep green eyes looking into mine.

I never realized how much of a good looking man he was. His black spiky looking hair seemed to match perfectly with his dark blue dress shirt and black tie.

"Hello?" he repeated this time more firmly.

"Oh sorry," I responded quickly.

I could feel my cheeks turn to a rosy red as I looked away.

"Are you ready to go inside?" He asked with concern.

"I guess it's now or never," I mumbled.

I looked up at the small hospital and the sight of it made me cringe. The Waterborne Hospital was a very dark looking hospital. The bricks were stained a very dark black and the plants that had been grown were all wilting.

"This hospital looks a little creepy don't ya think?" I asked Mitchelle who was looking very attentively at the hospital.

"Yeah." he replied slowly turning his attention away from the building.

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The walk up to the floor my kidnapper resided was slow and frightening. The floors creaked with each step we took and it was so silent you could hear the water dripping from the sink.

"Mitchelle are you sure we're at the right place?" I asked quietly looking around anxiously.

"I believe so." he said looking ahead for the nurses.

In the middle of the silence, I saw Mitchelle's head turn abruptly to the loud crash coming from the left.

"Come on! We need to get out of here!" he yelled grabbing my hand.

By now my guard was up completely and I could practically feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

"What's going on?" I yelled out to him.

There was no response yet I could still feel my hand intertwined with his. I continued to run, trying to keep up with his pace. His stride was much wider of a gap than mine because of his tall frame. "There!" he pointed to a door marked 'Exit'.

Once I could finally catch my breath I turned in his direction.

"What was that?" I asked looking attentively at him, examining his every move.

"They knew we were looking for them," he replied looking at the road ahead of him. 

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