The Kidnapper

Chapter 11:

Jenny and Andrew finally appeared in a dark cave full of dim lightbulbs that lined the ceiling. Andrew let go of Jenny's hand and reached for something shiny in his back pocket. "No! Please don't shoot me! I'll do anything! I swear!" Jenny got on her knees and continued to plead for her life.

"Get up! I'm not going to shoot you... yet." Andrew pulled a shiny pair of handcuffs from his pocket and pulled Jenny's hands toward him.

He made sure they were tight enough that she couldn't escape. The cuffs dug into her wrists like a thousand knifes. Tears ran from her eyes and trickles of blood ran from her hands. The cuffs were so tight, Jenny began losing all feeling to her hands. Blood oozed slowly from under the cuffs and down to the ground. As they walked though the dimly lit tunnel, she left a trail of blood.

"Where are we?" Jenny said through her whimpers of pain.

"Welcome to hell, Jenny." Andrew said as if this were his home.

Jenny hadn't noticed until now, but the lights that shown above were red and cameras were planted next to each bulb. She kept an eye on everything around her. She had been told stories and seen images of Hell, but to see it for real scared her. The walls were cracked and every once and a while, the ground would shake and pieces would crumble and fall to the ground. They dodged rocks falling from the ceiling and cracks in the floor that were too big to step on or over. Why am I here? Did I die? I want to go home, Jenny thought. She missed her mom and Will and all her friends and her life. She just wanted to live the normal life of a normal girl. As a kid, she loved hearing ghost stories. Now, she never wanted anything to do with ghosts again.Hell was hell.

"Why are you doing this to me! I want to go home!" Jenny finally said, breaking the silence.

"Shut up! We're almost there." Andrew said.

"Almost where? What's going  on, Andrew?" Jenny said, trying to keep calm.

"Shut up! Damn, what is wrong with your hearing?"

"I was just asking. Someone's angry." Jenny tried to be as annoying as possible, so maybe he'd give up on whatever his plans for her were.

Jenny was sick of being a push over. If she was going to fight, now was the time. Jenny kicked Andrew in the shin and he fell to his knees and screamed in agony. She swung her foot and kicked him in the side of the head. Finally, she grabbed the key to the cuffs from his pocket.

"Unlock them! Now!" she screamed, her voice shaking. He reached up with his shaky arm and unlocked the cuffs. They made a loud sound as they hit the ground, but Jenny picked them back up and put them on Andrew. She was so confused. How could she do all this if he was a ghost? She had no time for questions. She needed a way out.

"How do we get out of here? Tell me! Before I hit you over the head with one of these rocks!" she was angry now. She yanked him up by his shirt and drew her fist back, ready to punch him in the face.

"Tell me!" she screamed, her face burning.

He pointed in the direction they'd came and she began walking, half dragging Andrew. They came to a red canyon that hadn't been there before. There was no way across.

"Now what?" she said, her expression showing her hatred toward him. He pointed once again, not saying a word. They came to something that made Jenny feel as if this was all a dream. A door that seemed to glow red.