I'm Cold. It's not breezy anymore and it's dark. Could I possibly be in bed? No way. I hit the ground and it's hard like cement, not dirt. Ugh. I feel a sharp pain in my head and reach up to try and find the source. I run my fingers through my hair and come across a wet spot and rub my fingers over it lightly, even then it hurts to do that. The hot sticky liquid runs down my fingers into my hand and its blood. I'm bleeding from my head, on a cold concrete floor, and it's dark down here. Where the fuck am I? It takes me a minute to get up and I can't find the walls or anything for that matter. "HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!" " CANNN ANYONEEE HEAR MEEE!!" Ouch. That made my head so much worse than it should've been. *SLAM* Someone was coming! I ducked down and laid into the fetal position on the cold floor and pretended I was asleep. Someone is shuffling around the space I'm at and then it's silent again. "Hello? I wanna go home...Please" No answer. My face gets hot again and I can feel the tears start to well in my eyes and I hear what sounds like a girl. My arms are sore but they manage to push me back up so that I'm sitting up, hoping to see something in the dark I start to look around, not sure what I'm gonna see-through. "I know someone is there, please answer me." I hug my knees to my chest and close my eyes, telling myself this is just a bad joke. "Just be quiet before he comes back down" My head jerks and I start to panic, I'm not alone. " Who's there? Did you take me? I wanna go home, I don't need to be here, people will look for me" No response. I sat there and waited for something to at least give me a hint of where I was or who was here with me. "We said that too, he will keep you here, so either you're lucky or you're stuck just like the rest of us." My mouth drops open to say something back when suddenly I'm blinded by a bright light, my hand over my eyes hurting the wound I have on my head while my eyes try to adjust. It hurts, but I look anyway to see where I am and plan my escape. My eyes peek up over to look up from my arm and my eyes squint, not sure how to take in the new light. It smells like a doctor's office, but it looks like a glass box. There are multiple. I can't see how many but they're on both sides of the room, almost like an animal exhibit. My eyes finally adjust and I look over to see there's a girl in the box next to me laying on a bed. She looks to be about my age, but I can't tell. I look around the cage I'm in and it reminds me of a small apartment. There's a bed in one corner, a small shower in another with a toilet next to it, and a little chest. It's scary how this is all here. "Are we still in town? How did they get all this down here without raising suspicion? Do you know who he is?" I turn to look at the other girl, she just looks at me. " We don't know, we haven't been out of the cages yet, and we have seen his face, which is a bad sign". I look at her puzzled, "Why do you keep saying 'we' and why isn't that a good sign?" She sat up on her bed and pointed to a place back behind her, I couldn't see because she was sitting in the way, she looked back at me with tears welling up in her eyes. " It means we're never gonna get out of here and there are more of us." I look at her and my mouth drops open as she moves and I see another girl behind her in her cage, she's smaller and she looks like she's been crying. " Who are you and how long have you been here..." They both dropped their heads and a single tear fell from the girl in the cage closest to me." We don't know how long it has been. She was here first when I got here" She leaned over so I could have a more clear view of the girl. I shift myself more towards the center of the box and look over her shoulder and the girl hasn't moved, she's just sitting on her bed and has her head down. "What's your name?" I wiped a single tear from my eye and just looked at them. I knew they could see the sorrowful yet worried expression on my face. They didn't answer for a minute, then almost unanimously they stood up and I could see them both. The girl who was farthest from me looked at me first and then the other. Almost like they've done this before, like routine. " I'm Morgan'', "and I'm Hailey". My mouth dropped open once again. You-you're the girls who went missing. I knew it, I knew you couldn't go missing. There was too much evidence for that." They kept looking at me with a sad expression on their faces, they both held the look of despair. It was heartbreaking, and then I realized, I was in the same situation as them. "Has anyone ever gotten out?" Hailey looked at me and shook her head no as Morgan sat back down softly on her bed and turned over. "Well why haven't you guys tried?" Hailey looked at me in the eyes and came closer to the glass, "It's not that easy, it's almost impossible to get out of this thing unless he lets you out." That's impossible. Everything is starting to set in and I start to panic. "WHO THE FUCK DID THIS? HELLO! WHO ARE YOU! YOU BASTARD! I WANNA GO HOME YOU SICK FUCK" Slamming my fists into the wall and the glass hoping to at least crack it somehow and get free, I need to leave here, I need to go home. It may not have been the best home but at least I still had my freedom. We don't need to be here. We're girls, whoever did this is sick. The mayor. That's who it has to be, right? "You said you saw his face, what does he look like? Is he someone we know? TELL ME!" She puts her fingers up to her lips to try and calm me down "shh shh shh please you're going to get us all in trouble, he'll come down here and he will hurt us" Fuck that! Whatever I can throw I throw at the glass, I can't be in here, I have claustrophobia, I need to go home. This is not a place for me, whatever he has in mind, not me. "WHO IS HE!" She drops her head instead of looking at me, "We can't tell you, he would kill you or us for that matter, we all wanna get out of here but you have to do that by gaining his trust and then things get better to trust me," How does she live like this, how does she just stay here so calm? This isn't me, I'm a free person. "Please I can't be here." Hailey comes up to the glass and puts her hand up so that I can put mine up there with it. Like, hold hands through the glass. I'm not gonna be like that. I need to calm down before he comes down, as I walk up to the glass I can see she has cuts and bruises on her from something. But what? She's been in a cage, was it him? I point to her arms, " Where did those come from? Did he do them" She looks down at what I'm pointing at and covers them up with the hand that was on the glass. "Yes." No. Please no. This cannot be how I die. I have so much left I wanna do. I drop my head for a moment and think about the possible people I had in my notebook who could do this. Starting to get ansy, I walk around and see the bed made and waiting for me. Furious, my body throws itself on the bed and my eyes begin to dart around the room trying to visualize what I had written in the book. Could it be the mayor? He has enough money for this and he has the resources to make this go away, he can make sure none of us are ever seen again. Has he killed anybody? Will he kill us? Were there girls before us? There are so many questions running through my head, so much to think about and deal with at the moment. My hands are sweating and I'm shaking from being at a pace between mad and scared. Hailey said something about working up to gain his trust and then there would be a shot, so what if I just fake it till I make it? Then work on a plan to get all of us out of here.
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