It's all his fault. Why'd he ask me to come here, right near the woods if he didn't want me kidnapped? Now I'm sitting on top of a lady in black robes, paralyzed, not even able to sit in a comfortable position. IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL KIDNAPPING?
Alright, alright, this is weird way to tell something. Let me just explain what happened. I have a friend named Carter. He's been friends with me for so long that I forgot when we met. Anyways, we usually hang out together on Fridays because it's the weekend. And today, since it's Friday, we decided to meet up again. But, surprisingly, I got kidnapped. Hooray! And my dad won't notice until 9 pm that I'm missing, since my curfew is till 9 pm.
Well that sums it up. Anyways, that old hag who's carrying me is heading to a. . . what's that? It looks like a cave, but she stops in her tracks all of the sudden. I catch a glimpse of a stream with a steady flow in front of us, reflecting the moon that was rising into the sky.
She looks around, almost making me fall down, but she stops and grunts loudly, and pulls her boots up more tight. She steps into the water, and all of the sudden, she mutters something and falls down, making me cut my face on a thorn that was lying on the ground. Being unable to scream, I angrily bite into my lip harder. I could taste metal in my mouth, but it helped me bear with the blood that was oozing down my face. But, what happened to the woman who was carrying me? She was doing fine just now-
Hold on a moment. . .
Do I smell. . . wet asphalt. . ?
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Kidnapped
FantasyAmanda sets on a journey, compelled by her being kidnapped, along with her friend Carter. She wants to know the reason behind the attacks in the Dark Forest, and why her mother, who was a great warrior, never ventured into it. Her father doesn't kno...
