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Lacey sat up and rubbed her eyes. The sun was shining through her window, and she could hear people talking downstairs. Saturday. She pulled off her nightgown, and slipped into her riding outfit. She grabbed her gloves and quietly tip-toed down the stairs.
Her mother and father were at breakfast already.
Great. . . How can I get past them? Oh? Mama's yelling? I wonder what's wrong?
Lacey crawled silently on the floor until she reached the parlor. She opened the glass doors and ran to the stables. Her horse, Heather, was waiting for her. She seemed to be anxious about something as well. Lacey ran around the barn, preparing her horse's stall with fresh hay, food, and water. She grabbed her riding gear, put it all on her horse, and led her out.
Later that morning, Lacey was caught sneaking up the stairs to her room by thier buttler.
"Oh, Please don't tell Mama! She was already upset this morning!" she said pleadingly.
He chuckled. "Alright, Miss. Back to your room. Weren't you supposed to be studying?"
She gave him a quick nod, and scrambled up the staircase. As she opened the door to her room and went in, she covered her mouth to keep a gasp from escaping. The door slammed shut behind her.
"Hello, pretty. What's a girl like you doing here, in the home of thieves?"
Lacey could tell this man was dangerous. There was something about his eyes. They looked empty. Meaningless. Her thoughts were confirmed as he pulled a knife out of his pocket.
"Tell me something, darling. Have your parents told you? Do you have any idea why you spend your days locked away in this manor, not even having a single friend? They don't want you to get to know people, kiddo. They don't want you to hurt them. They're already scared of you. Haven't you figured it out? Has anything strange happened to you, you spoiled rotten brat? Well, you'll never live to find out."
The two men advanced on her, one held her tight as the other tied her up. They threw her against the wall, knocking her out. They climbed out the window, but not before dropping a bomb.