April 2019
"Are the restraints really necessary? The chloroform already knocked her out, it's not like she can run anywhere" I can hear voices.
"Yes, it's fucking necessary. I'm in charge, not you. Get the fucking bag" another voice.
"Fine. We're not supposed to kill her, remember that." Kill her? Are they talking about me? I'm trying to open my eyes but this time I can't, there's something covering them. My arms are stuck behind my back, they're almost completely numb so I must have been in this position for a while. I can feel my legs again, but I don't have the strength to stand up. There's also something on my feet, they must be tied together too. What the hell is going on?
I can hear a door opening and being slammed shut. Someone must be getting out of the van. Am I in the back of the van? Another door opens and some light shines through what I'm assuming is a blindfold. I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. Where is my voice? Why can't I scream? My throat is burning, but not the nice kind of burning like from the Whiskey. It feels like poison has been poured down my neck.
"Get her out" a deep male voice said.
Suddenly, I'm being hauled out of the van and onto the cold, hard ground. The blindfold is tight, so I don't know whether it's daylight or if there's just a bright light shining on me. I feel a moment of freedom when my feet are cut loose from whatever was binding them together. There's a hand wrapped around my left arm; I'm being dragged to my feet, but I can't find my balance. Another hand grabs my right arm and I feel steady.
"In here" another male voice, not as deep. I hear a shutter opening, like the one at my Dad's storage unit where he keeps his old office supplies.
I'm being dragged again. I don't like this feeling. If I could talk, I would tell them to stop and let me walk, but I don't have a voice. I want to shout for help, scream at the top of my lungs, but I can barely let out a whisper. When I'm thrown to the ground, I hit my head off something hard. A ringing noise fills my ears and my head starts to throb. It goes back to being pitch black as the shutter door is closed. It's silent, there is no one else here apart from me. I don't know where I am, or how I got here. My head hurts, I think I'm bleeding. I feel tired again. I close my eyes.
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Cast The Die
General FictionMacey Davis is a teenager with a normal life, until the fateful day her world is turned upside down. When her life is put in danger, she learns her perfect family wasn't all she thought it was. Secrets about her parents and their past unravel and M...
