Chapter One – Alone in the Dark
A eager sun peaks it’s head out from the horizon casting its rays on the leafs of patient plants waiting for their days fill. Sunshine finds it’s way to a sleepy face. She rolls over for some immediate relief from the brightness, but as the Sun creeps its way higher and higher through the sky the light intensifies. Soon sunlight fills the room acting as an alarm clock. Eyes open and sheets shuffle as she stumbles lazily out of bed. Her bare feet meet the cold hard wooden floor. She stands up straight as a shadow cast from natural light greets her on the wall in front of her. After a brief pause and a rub in the eyes she makes way to the dresser. Opening up the sock drawer, reserved for the bottom most shelf, she struggles to find any matching socks in the heap. 2 minutes of searching led to settling for a light blue and light pink sock of the same design the perfect compromise.
Now warm she goes out the door, down the hall, and through another door trekking the same routine as every other morning. White tile lines the floor with a soft green paint decorating the walls. Grabbing her toothbrush she scrubs every inch of her seemingly perfect smile. Gazing in the mirror she notices how long her pencil straight blonde hair has gotten. She finishes brushing when a bag gets pulled over her head. Instantly thrashing and resisting against pushes and shoves she fights for her life. A hand covers her mouth before any chances of yelling for help. “Get her legs”, she hears. Male, young… maybe in his twenties, her thoughts race. Almost immediately after her legs get swept off the ground. She is being carried but she can’t tell where. No matter how good of a fight she gave her 120 pound 18 year old body can’t withstand multiple assailants.
The attackers carry her and pin her frail body up against a wall. The bags comes off, her eyes struggle to adjust. The blurriness begins to become a crisp image as she focuses on the wall. Movement is impossible. One of the invaders grabs a black blindfold and puts it on the girl. Off her feet again she goes. She is literally thrown onto a bed and is maneuvered so she is belly down. Kicking and thrashing the best she can is an automatic reaction. She feels her arms being pulled behind her when she screams in fear. Realizing that there was no more effective gag the intruders grab the small female body and turn her back against the bed. This time her mouth is covered and her nose is pinched by her attackers. She is suffocating… the panic settles in. A lot of air is being used her from her rapid heart beating. Finally she hears, “I’m going to let go. Scream and I will kill you. I don’t have time for this. Understand?”
Defeated and instilled with terror she nods in agreement. The men quickly rearrange their hostage belly down like before. They pull her hands together palm to palm. Rope is wrapped around her wrists a generous amount of times. The rope is then passed in between the wrist wraps twice to tighten the bonds. The girl feels her hands bound and realizes that escape is impossible. Soon the sensation of rope wrapping around her elbows ensue. An arm comes under her elbows and lifts them up making them draw closer together. She can’t combat the force on her arms that push her elbows up and together. Soon, the same method of rope work is applied to her elbows bringing them even closer that they almost touch.
Helplessness and vulnerability fill her emotions. Emotions that she rarely ever feels being born in one of the wealthiest families in the nation. The men pick up her body off the bed as if it was 100 pounds lighter. In a futile attempt to slow her attackers down she drags her feet. She is simply hoisted in the air and feels herself being draped over someones shoulder like a towel. Thoughts of kicking is an obvious thought, however she didn’t want to be restrained to the point of being unable to run away. After a short lived life as a towel she is put down, this time on a chair. Recognizing the feeling of the chair she realizes they are in the upstairs spare guest bedroom. Another chair is dragged from the opposite end of the room to directly in front of the captive. The sound of footsteps are heard outside the room. The door opens with the same footsteps coming closer and closer. Someone sits down in the other chair.
Not sure where to look the blindfolded girl just stares straight giving a courageous emotionless face. Backing up her courageous gaze the girl musters up the strength to ask, “What… what do you want?” The stranger laughs. His voice is cold and gut wrenching. “Hahaha, I know what you’re thinking. That I want your parents money… Well I do and I don’t. We will get some of your parent’s money for sure, but that isn’t all we want”
“We? Who is we? Why did you tie me up?”
“I’m sure you will find your bonds and situation quite… restrictive. We tied you up so you would answer our questions without much hassle. I’m not a violent man. In fact, causing pain is too much for me to bear.”
“Too much for you to bear?! I’m not telling you anything you creep!”
“Don’t worry sweetie. Even though we won’t cause any pain there are things far worse then pain. I know you’re taking care of the house until your parents are back so I know we got time too.”
The second he said that she was stunned. How did he know she was alone for extended amount of time? Suddenly the man in front of her snapped his fingers. In a second she was picked up from her chair and placed on the ground. She tried to quickly get to her feet and run but the weight of a man holding her down was forced upon her. She screamed and kicked hoping to get anyone’s attention that might hear her. A hand appear pinching her nose shut. In result her mouth opened wide for a gasp of air. Cloth was stuffed in her mouth the moment she presented her mouth wide open. Her cheeks were filled to the brim. So much that she thought her mouth was going to burst open. Tape was applied around her mouth so she couldn’t push out her gag.
Her ankles were forced together and bound criss-crossed. She rolled around on her side when someone picked her up again to put her back on the bed belly side down. She let gravity sink her into the bed as only the slightest movement was possible. She felt more rope get attached to her ankle ropes and tied to the end of the bed. Another rope was tied on her elbow rope and tied to the opposite end of the bed. Forcibly stretched out and now fastened even rolling over was out of the question.
“Now just stay there and think about being open minded about answering our questions.”, the mysterious man commanded.
Fingers passed through her hair collecting it on the back of her head. Once all of it was collected it was fastened into a ponytail. Noise canceling earmuffs was applied to the girl’s head. Vulnerable, unable to see, move, and hear she felt that she was isolated from the world.
Seconds passed and turned to minutes. Soon hours formed and her sense of time was lost. She let out muffled sounds so she could least hear something. She was losing hope fast. Helplessness was at an all time high. She realized she lost control out of everything. Someone else now had control of her. Her choices, her senses, and even her movement.
To be continued…
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