The figure looked like a woman?...No wait, it was definitely a man. He was fairly tall and slightly built. His hair looked a bit disheveled, but it was too dark to see his face. He stood in front of me triumphantly and stared. A shiver ran down my spine as I waited for him to say or do something. He just stood there like a statue in the pure silence.
Finally he flipped on the light switch and I could see him. I absorbed his appearance, tall, brown hair, brown eyes and a birthmark on his neck that looked like a butterfly.
"Good morning Mia. How'd you sleep last night?" I was taken back by his question. Did he really just ask how I slept last night? I'm cuffed to a pole and sitting on a filthy, cold basement floor in the dark and have no clue where I am or who he is and he asks how did I sleep last night? What do you think Einstein?
After a few awkward moments I finally open my mouth to mutter the question "Who are you?"
"You don't need to worry about that right now," he replies smugly with a creepy little smile.
He bends down so that we are at eye level. "I've been watching you lately, Mia. I even showed up to your birthday party but you never said hi to me." I was now completely confused. I remember my birthday party but I didn't see him anywhere in it. "It doesn't matter now," he continues. "I have you and that's all that matters. I've got plans for you Mia."
A wave of panic ran through my body. What does he mean he has plans for me? He kept giving me this creepy ass stare and I just couldn't handle it anymore. It made me feel uncomfortable and afraid of what is possibly going through his head. I finally opened my mouth and with a little more force and audibility said "Who are you? And what do you want with me?"
He just smirked and got up to turn around and walk away. This time I yelled at him "WHO ARE YOU?!?" He stopped right at the base of the stairs and turned around to look at me. After a while he said "Ryan" and turned to continue to make his way out of the room, leaving me in utter confusion on the ice cold floor.
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Trapped (On Hold)
Mystery / Thriller"My name is Mia. I don't know where I am, or how I got here, but I need help and fast. I'm being held hostage by some people and I have no idea who they are or what they want from me. All I know is that I'm lost and I just want to get back home to m...
