The Kidnapper

Chapter 12:

Jenny's mouth fell open. What was going on? Was this a dream? No. It couldn't be. It's gone on way too long. She looked at Andrew. He looked as confused as her. She pushed Andrew forward.

"Open it. Now!" she yelled, echoing everywhere.

He reached for the handle and at the click of the door, a large gust of wind pushed the door open. Jenny felt a cold chill climbing her spine. She pushed Andrew forward and made him go first. No matter what they'd been though, they stuck together, watching every thing that moved. This seemed like another world. There wasn't any people, but it seemed like they were being watched. Nothing moved, but it seemed like the world was spinning. Suddenly, Andrew fell to the ground. Then Jenny.

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Jenny awoke surrounded by people wearing hoods that didn't reveal their face. She tried to scream, but her sounds were muffled by a piece if duct tape. She tried to reach up and pull it away, but her hands were engulfed in heavy metal balls that didn't even show part of her skin. She kicked at a man with a saw, but her feet were laced with rope. The man with the saw hovered over her, the saw drawn back. She tried hard to scream, but she couldn't. The man sliced the tape on her mouth, coming awfully close to cutting her. Next, he cut the ropes at her feet. Another man unlocked her hands. Jenny shot up to the sitting position. She tried swinging her legs over the edge to stand up, but before her feet could touch the ground, the man that unlocked her feet, grabbed her by the legs and squeezed.

"Let go of me!" She screamed, kicking her legs and thrashing her arms.

"Calm down, child. We will not hurt you unless you get out of hand." a man in the far corner said, the lighting illuminating his figure. In the next room, they heard a loud crash and the sound of a machine malfunctioning. Someone began screaming, but Jenny couldn't make out the voice.

"Help me! Get me out of here!" the person yelled.

Jenny could tell whoever it was was male, but who. She barely recognized the voice, but she knew she'd heard it before. Once again, the man called out.

"Help! Get me out of here!" it was Will! Jenny knew for sure it was Will!

"What is he doing here? Why do you have us here?" Jenny screamed, hoping Will could hear her and know she was at least alive. From the other wall, came a loud banging. Someone was beating on the wall trying to escape.

"Jenny! Jenny, where are you?" It was Angela!

"You have my mom, too! You people are sick! Let us go, now!" Jenny yelled.

"Mom! Mom I'm in here!" she managed to yell before a large hand covered her mouth.

"Shut up! We don't need anymore trouble." the man yelled.

Jenny kicked her foot backwards, making contact just between his legs. Next a man ran towards  her, slicing his saw through the air. She slashed in right in front of Jenny's face. It was so close, she felt the wind off of it hit her in the face. She grabbed his wrist and twisted it until he screamed in agony. Jenny noticed a bunch of keys fell to the ground, all of them on separated rings. She ran towards them, but was pulled to the ground by the first man that she had kicked. She whipped her head around to see blood pouring out of his mouth and nose.

Next to him lay a surgical knife that had fallen when Jenny kicked the man into the table. He picked it up and stabbed into Jenny's leg just as she managed to break free. She screamed in agony as she yanked the knife out of her ankle. It was lodged in her ankle bone, which hurt the most. As she pulled it out, blood poured out. At that moment, she noticed her shoes were gone. All her clothes were gone! All she had on was a rope. She stepped in several warm puddles of blood.

She forced herself to carry on. Who knew how many lives were on the line. She tripped over a bag that soon she discovered, were her clothes. She pulled them out and slipped them on. She didn't bother with her shoes. She didn't have time. She ran towards the keys picked them up, and ran out the double glass doors. She went to her mom first. Jenny fiddled with the keys, trying to find the right one. Finally, she gave up with the keys, slipped them into her pocket, and smashed the glass with her fist. Her and her mom helped each other knock the glass away and Angela stepped through. Next, they went to Will, doing the same thing to his glass doors as well.

They all ran together down a long hallway full of pools of blood, but no one was there, alive or dead. This was all too weird. They found a weapons room full of pistols and ammunition for them. They strapped the sashes of bullets to their chests and stuffed several pistols in the pockets of their coats and pants. Finally, the came to a large red sign that said extraction rooms. Jenny led the group through the twists and turns of the building. She felt like she'd been here before. That thought quickly disappeared when the sounds of bullets flying filled the air. She watched, dumbfounded, as two men in gray jumpsuits fell to the ground, blood rushing out of their chests'. Jenny felt like throwing up, but she held it back. They continued through corridor after corridor until finally, they found the way out. At least, that's what they thought.