He comes down the corridor with Morgan draped over his shoulder, she's passed out. I hug up to the glass and try to see more of what happened. Her top few buttons on her nightshirt are unbuttoned and there's a scratch on her forearm that looks like it had been patched up. She can't be that heavy and he looks like he's carrying her like it's nothing to him. He gets to her cage and I hear a little beep and the door swings open, is there a code? or just a button to push to get out? I see him walk into the cage and by that time she's starting to wake up and sounds groggy like she just woke up from a hangover. She starts kicking and screaming and hitting his back, punching him, trying to scratch him. "OWWW FUCK MORGAN STOP" I hear him screaming at her and then hear a loud bang. He dropped her on her bed and she passed back out. I look over trying to see what he's doing and he's just standing there over her looking at her. For what seemed like forever he just stood there and I can't stand to look anymore, scared he might hurt her right in front of us. I turn back around and sit on my bed and I hear a faint click of a door. I swing my head back around and he's walking to my cage, staring straight at me. This is it, he's going to kill me. I hurry to my feet and take off to the back of the cage, where there's no door and crouch down so he can't get to me. He gets to the door in front of my cage and stops and just stares at me, almost with a remorseful look. "Are you okay, Your bleeding?" I look down at my arm and I am bleeding, I must've scratched my arm when I was crouching down here. "I-uh I'm fine" He looks at me and turns around to go to the stairs and instead he makes a left and goes into a room past the other cages, where I can't see him. I stand up and carefully walk over to the door trying to see where he went and I see him emerge with a first aid kit. He looks down to open it as he walks back to my cage and I see him take out Band-Aids and a wet alcohol wipe. He stops at the door with the things in his hand and looks at me in my eyes. "Is it okay if I open the door? Can I trust you not to run out or hurt me?" I sit and stare at his blue eyes for a minute, trust me, Hailey said that if I earn his trust then I get more things and that could be my chance to escape or he might trust me enough to start letting me walk around the house. I've read plenty of books where this is such a bad idea or in other books, the victim had fallen in love with the killer, but that won't be me. I just need to earn his trust to go home. "Yes as long as you don't hurt me," I say in a soft, small voice. He throws me a half-smile and I hear a small click at the door and I take a step back still not fully trusting him with my life. He leaves the door open. I could run and lock him in here and leave him to rot. I could let the other girls out and never look back at him. He's closer to the door and clearly can outmaneuver me in a heartbeat, so what happens if he gets to the door before me, he could kill me. He could kill all of us in a heartbeat. I don't know where I am yet or how to even open the door, I need to get more information. Next time. I stay still and just look at him with soft eyes letting him know I'm not going to try anything. He keeps his eyes on me and looks me up and down and when he gets back to my eyes he smiles at me with beautiful perfect and white teeth. On any other occasion that I had met him in, given a chance, I would most definitely ask him out on a date but this is different. He sits down on the bed and opens up the kit, patting the spot next to him signaling me to sit down next to him. Almost as if under a spell I walk over to him as he holds his hand out for me to take. I slide my hand into him and it's so smooth almost like a female's hand. It's twice the size of mine, and as he wraps his finger around mine, my hand disappears in his almost instantly. He's gentle with me as if not to hurt me. He tugs my hand a little and I realize I've stopped moving and I'm standing in the same place. I move my feet one in front of the other towards him as I've been put under his spell. Slowly sitting on the bed he smiles at me, " I knew you were the one. I knew it in the library." The library? It can't be possible. "Will you take off the mask, please" He looks up at me and makes eye contact with me, you could see the thought behind those crystal blue eyes. He waits a moment and drops his head back down to the ground. " I'm here anyway and who knows how long for, please, I wanna see who is behind those kind eyes" I can hear him sigh softly as he looks up at me, he pulls his arm up and takes off his mask. "No fucking way" I knew I could never forget those eyes. "Mr. Sanders?" He looks at me and smiles, still crouching on the floor. "Surprise Kelly" I couldn't believe it. The librarian, that's how it always goes in the books, in the movies. That's how everything goes, it's the person you think would be the least likely to do something like this. "How could you do this to us, to me? I spent too much time with you" He stands up to look at me from above me. " I knew you were the one when I first met you but I had to be sure, you are gorgeous and now I know that you and I were meant to be then we can make this work" He's crazy. I wanna cry after finding out who the man I thought was. He was my friend. I never thought he would do something like this. I drop my head and begin to sob. "Oh no, please don't cry, I'm sorry, I just had to have you, Please I'll do anything to fix this" Still crying into my lap I can feel him hug me and tighten as I cry louder. I wanna run but I know if I do it then, he could kill me. This is my life now, what do I do?
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