I woke up blindfolded. I started freaking out.
Okay Veronica. It's okay. Just take the blindfold off.
I tried to reach up to take the blindfold off, but my hands wouldn't move.
Damn
They were tied together with a length of rope.
Analyze your surroundings as best as you can.
My feet seemed to be tied to something. I realized I was in a hard wood chair, my feet tied to each leg of it. My hands were tied behind my back; the rope was weaved through the openings of the chair. I tried to scream, and I felt joyful for a minute.
A slight minute.
When I heard the sound I realized it was muffled by duct tape. I heard voices all of the sudden. I did my best to play unconscious, resting my chin on my chest. A door was opened. The footsteps were getting closer, closer. I could feel the chair vibrating as the footsteps got closer to me. All of the sudden I could see again. There was a boy standing in front of me, no more than 15.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" A voice from behind me said. A bit who looked about 16 walked in front of me. He had dirty blonde hair, and sea green eyes that blazed like a torch. The 15 year old had blonde hair also, but black eyes.
The 16 year old said something to the 15 year old, that obviously made him nervous. He ran out of the room, leaving me alone with the 16 year old. He walked closer to me and bent down so his mouth was right next to my ear.
"So," he said. "How do you feel about human sacrifices?"-~-
Wow that ended weird. To be completely honest I didn't know what to put there, so I kinda randomly threw that in. Okay well thanks for reading.
Emily
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