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)Laughter.
Warning: the Main character is a BOY!
I lay on the floor, Locked in a small room, scared. knowing My life will end in this slaughter house, My love is in the next room. I could hear her soft voice breathing heavily. Frightened. She whispered
"Why is this happening? We haven't done anything!" I could hear.
"No! No! No!" I bang my fist's at the thin wooden walls. Trying to break threw, She was still in there. I saw red streaks wiping at the wall, and I notice My hands are bleeding, as blood drips down the walls. I hear her nails scrape agents the concrete floor as she was dragged out of the small room. Abby was screaming in fear I haven't herd anything louder.
I saw the shadows under my door and they dragged her only into the room next to mine, on the other side.
Part 2- The Door
The room she was in was a sound proof room.
I was trembling, in fear. I don't know how I got here. Tears where soaking up my face. It is because of the confusment, fright, and anger! This puny little room couldn't hold it, I had to get out! And save Abby! I look over at the wooden door. If it was unlocked, my life, and Abby's, would be saved. I turn the nob. My hope falls, It's locked.
"I'm gonna die!" I scream, "What about Abby!?! Where Is Abby!?!"
Some one.... Save me...
I dig my nails into my scalp. The stress added up, I couldn't control myself. I started to kick and punch at the walls. Who knows what Kind of Pain she's in right now. I lean on the door, wipe away my tears on my jacket. I have to think of something. Or they'll kill her! but what! WHAT! My elbows slam into the door, I hear a little "click" when this happens.
A rush of adrenalin shoots up from my spine, to my head.
Was that the lock? I grab the nob again, and turn it ever so slowly.
It turned all the way. I just unlocked the door.
PArt 3.- Are You Crying?
I pull the nob, opening the door. A stench blew in my small 3 foot long room. The hall out side was dark, With lights shining down. there where a bunch of other doors which I knew had people in them, I herd screaming and scratching at the doors. I wanted to help them, but I had to save Abby. The hall was empty, and very, very long. I turn over to the room I know Abby's in. I tip-toe to the door. I'm now standing in front of the door. There was a small window in the door that showed the room. There was a man, it looked like he was in some kind of a sergeants suit. He looked evil, I knew he was evil! How could he do something to such an innocent, young, beautiful girl like Abby? He was standing in front of a goly, I knew Abby was on the goly, I recognized the back of her head. She was strapped down, And it looked like that guy was sewing her mouth closed! They probably put her to sleep 'cause she wasn't struggling to get away. My eyes dart around the room, too see if anyone one else was there. The room was blue, with a whole bunch of sick murder weapons. No one else was there, just my sweet abby and that sick minded freak! I look down, and my eyes widened. Inside the room by the door, layed a hand gun that was resting on top of a table. Without thinking I quickly press down the handle of the door that leads to Abby, and push it open. I'm inside the room and the man who was sewing her mouth closed noticed me. I grip the gun and pointed it at him. And his hands flew upove his head. with no reaction, with no mercy, I pull the trigger and a loud "BANG" activated. Since the room is sound proof, and the door is shut, no one else could hear it but me, and maybe the dead man that just fell to the floor.
I run over to the goly that Abby is on.
"Oh my god." I caress her cheek. My poor baby, blood dripped down from her mouth. There where two stitches of thick thread closing her mouth together. She was asleep, tears ran down my face. "Those monsters..." I untie the strapped freeing her.
I grab a pair of scissors and a few napkins and I put them in my pocket.
Her body leans off the goly, I catch her and I Pick her up with my hand under her knees and the other around her back.
I have to get out of this place. For my safety, and hers.
I look back down at her. Tears started to pool in her eye lashes.
"Abby, are you... crying?"
Part 4-Voices
I creep back into the hall again. That sick stench blew in again. I almost vomited.The halls where still empty.I look to the left, and then to the right, both halls where dark, long and scary.
I run down the left hall, 'Cause I know they dragged me here from this direction. I'm sprinting through the halls, hearing the cries and screams of the other people here. I don't have the time to save them. Door after door I pass, it seemed like these halls never end... I hear voices. I quickly stop myself from running. NO the voices weren't the yells from the innocent locked up people. I knew that the people around the corner, where the murderers.
Part 5 -Sweeney Todd
I'm dead! I know it, I die here!
But wait, There's a bathroom! The voices I herd where men's voices so I go into the woman's bathroom 'Cause they may be over here to use the bathroom. once I enter the restroom I let out a sigh. I'm safe, for now. I lay Abby on the floor. she's still asleep. She got blood from her lips onto my jacket. I didn't care at this point. I reach into my pocket and grab the pair of scissors I took earlier. I slid one blade between her lips and the other outside her lips. I press down on the handles that cuts the thick thread that keeps her mouth closed. Blood slowly shows up, I wipe her mouth with A wet and soapy napkin. The only thing they've done to her is two stitches in her mouth. I wanted to scream! But I couldn't let anyone know I'm in here, I wanted to scream so bad!
I bit my tongue so hard, I could taste the blood.
I covered my mouth, And ran over to the toilet and vomited. This place was terrible, I wasn't sure If I was more depressed, furious, Confused, or Scared. I backed up against the tile walls. I gasp. In my back pocket was the gun I used earlier! This gun, saved me and Abby. I don't recall slipping it into my pocket. I pull it out, And admire it, It was shining In the light, I felt Like Sweeny Todd when he's admiring his razors and calling them his friends. I kill who ever comes across my path, for the sake of my safety, and Abby's.
Part 6. Innocent.
I lean against the wall breathing deeply, trying to calm myself down.
How do I get out of here? Where is the exit to the hell hole? I wasn't sure if I should leave or not. I glance at my watch, 5:34.
I hear stomping outside the bathroom door, My heart drops with fright. I start to scramble to hide myself in the stahls, but wait, Abby! Fucck! I pick her up and head for a stahl, door opens. I squeeze my eyes shut knowing that they caught me, knowing we're gonna die. I stand there for a few seconds expecting to be grabbed, but nothing happens. The door closes. Opening one eye and looking over, a girl, about 13 years old or something. She looks at me as if I was gonna rip her apart.
"uh oh." She said softly. "Don't please..." she backs into a corner and covers her face with her hands, and starts to sob.
"I'm not," I say. "Don't worry. I'm... just trying to escape."
Part 7- Aleah.
She looks up with glassy eyes. and stands up and walks closer to me. Her forehead was bleeding and her hair was tangled and messy. She had scrapes, cuts and burns all over her body. It looked like some one attempted to do a Chelsea Grin on her, there where deep cuts in the corners of her mouth.
"it's not as easy as you think!" she says in a nasty voice. "how long have you been here? Two hours?" I look down at Abby without anything to say. "I've been her for almost a week. Waiting to be killed."
I try to say something but she interrupted me, "That room, where they first drag you into, they just torture you. They pull you in there everyday until you die!" I clamp my mouth shut. "you've never been in there, have you?"
"Yes! I have. I killed the guy with this gun in my back pocket."
She gasped.
"Impossible! You can't kill Sam! Everyone who's tried has failed!"
I kneel down with Abby still in my arms.
"look what he did to her." I set her on the ground. "He tried to sew her mouth closed." I look up at her and noticed the girl had scars around her lips, as if he did the same to her. She looks closely at Abby.
"You did kill him..." She said and holds her hand out and says "My name is Aleah." I shake her hand and respond,
"Crispen."
Part 8- Hunter Ridge.
Aleah looked so innocent. So fragile.
"How did I get here?" I ask myself. Out loud.
"They broke into my apartment when I was alone," Aleah said, " The last thing I remember is seeing a man dressed in white walk in, Then I woke up with sam stitching me." Her voice was soft, but scratchy.
"Where are you from?" I ask.
"Shakopee, right by the middle school."
I gasped. That's exactly where i live.
"Do you live in Hunter ridge apartments?"
"why yes. I do. you too?" she answered. I dont answer. Did they invade Hunter Ridge? Below me I herd hacking. Abby! Is she waking? I see her eyelashes move and open.
"Abby!" I sit her up and hold her tightly.
"Where am I?" her voices struggles to say. I kiss her and tell her the story. I help her stand up I caress her hand and face. Aleah stands next to me, glareing. She introduces herself. I notice shadows under the door... s**t!
PArt 9 - In Peace!
I push the girls into the smaller stahl, and shush them. Door opens. I squeeze my eyes closed.
"God, i hate using the p***y bathroom!"
"Well it'll do." The two low men's voices say.
"wait a minute..." one of them says. Did they see us? I hear a knock on the door.
Abby starts shaking. Another knock. What do I do? I have to do something!
"Cant you see I'm busy!?" I shout. "I'd like to s**t in peace, man!" They both chuckled.
"okay David, well we gotta shoot up, if you'd like to join, We got a lot of this s**t."
Who's David? A friend? These guys must be murders and mistaken me as 'David'.
"I SAID IN PEACE!" I shout louder.
"gezz, okay. More for us." one says. I hear them chuckle again, and stroll out.
We all let out a sigh. Now what? How do we get out? How!?
Part 10
I stand in silence, for what seems forever, my thoughts are racing by, and I can't catch a good one.
"A gun!? Crispen! Why the fucck didn't you tell me you had a gun?!" Aleah practically yells.
"Shhh! What are yo-" I compleatly forgot about this! I pull it out.
"We're trying to escape from this hell hole and you never mention you got a gun this whole time? Are you an idiot!?"
"Yes." I respond in a calm voice. I grab Abby's hand and kiss her, and guide her over to the door with me.
"Wait." she says. "What if-"
"Never Let go of my hand," I interrupted "and you'll be just fine." I look over at Aleah and she nods. I head for the door, push open the door, and the stench, once again, blows at my face. I gag.
Part 11-Fearless.
I could hear the screams of the others suffering. Aleah runs down the wrong hall.
"Aleah!" Abby yells. "What are you doing?!"
"I gotta save Kyle!" she yells over her soldier.
"We have to go, now!" I yell at her.
"Leave without me, I'll catch up."
"No..." Abby says. I pull her back, and we run, fast, down the halls filled with blood and screams. Doors, and doors fly past, How longer can these halls get?
We came to a door. A metal door, no definitions, just a door. Abby looks at me, with glassy eyes, she won't open it. So, I pull down the handle, and push out. Bright, bright lights come from be hind it, Holding my gun in front of me, I step out with me eyes closed. And take another step, "crunch" and another "crunch," I open my eyes, the light was so bright, I had to close one eye, and squint with the other. I saw... Green tress? We found the exit! How was it that easy? The building was in the middle of a forest, a huge forest, that seemed to never end.
 Der Pilz · Sat Feb 21, 2009 @ 04:18am · 1 Comments |
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