In the middle of the night some homes were broken into. Though no alarms were set off. No dogs barked. No lights turned on.
These skilled men and women broke into the homes and kidnapped specific people. All seemingly unrelated. Not a sound was made. Nothing was left out of place.
These poor kidnapped people were awake the whole time. Though these skilled men and women titley secured their body's and lips in place.
These poor people struggled but could not move. They screamed… not a whisper was heard. Their efforts were rather useless.
They were all carried into a truck or whatever car their kidnappers drove. The drive for some was long and unpleasant. Though even if it was shorter it was still unpleasant.
Once they all arrived the kidnappers took their victims out of the trunks. The victims gave each other a look of recognition. Though it only further confused them.
They tried to yell at each other. They struggled harder. It meant nothing. They could not move.
They all were panicked and confused. What was happening? Why is it happening? Why them?
They recognized where they had been taken. They all only became more confused.
Some of them started to think it was just a bad dream. That they would wake up in the morning in a pool of sweat. That this wasn't really happening.
They were all placed in the center of the building. All forced onto their knees facing a single person.
This person pulled out a laptop. Something not very common at this time.
A young girl fell over during this time due to her constant attempts at struggling. She was immediately pulled high in the air and slammed back onto her knees.
A loud clack was heard from her body due to her treatment. Everyone stopped struggling. It was a disgusting sound. The treatment of that young girl is a sufficient deterrent to struggling.
Only now must it be mentioned that none of these kidnappers had said a single word. They had made no demands. They have given no instructions.
They didn't talk to each other. They did not stop. They did not hesitate.
As the other kidnappers whent around doing God knows what, the person with the laptop opened it. They faced the laptop.
The light of the laptop glowed, illuminating the dark building. For a moment blinding these victims.
On the screen was a young man. The kidnapper pressed play.
The voice of the young man came through the speakers of the expensive laptop. "You all must be a little confused and scared. That is very good. Essentially what is going to happen is you are going to lock it to this building. Then we are going to set the building on fire."
With that all of them started struggling again. Those that hadn't started crying a little. A couple still didn't believe it was real.
The young man chuckled. "I really wish I could spend more time on you. Please forgive me for giving you such an easy death. Of my victims you may be the luckiest. So, please burn alive. Don't be silly and just choke on smoke. Please suffer greatly."
With that the laptop was closed. All of the kidnappers started exiting. As the final kidnapper left he swiped a knife at one of the victims.
A single rope in the complex knots was cut. All of them starting to come undone. After a bit of struggling they came undone.
The victim stood up and ran towards where the kidnappers were exiting.
Maybe it was the lack of exercise. Maybe it was the poor diet. But that victim never had a chance.
They banged on all six front doors. None of them budged in the least.
The victim turned around. She brightened when she remembered the other victims. She rushed over and goto work on the knots.
After a bit of time most of the victims were free. Either helping other victims or running around trying to find an exit.
A theater has many exits. This one was not different.
Not a single one budged.
After the last victim was free. A strange smell came from under the doors.
Those that were lucky to recognize it got away in time. Others were set on fire once the gasoline was set on fire.
Some screamed and ran around. Some stopped, dropped and rolled. They had all split up. No one could help them put out the fire.
One girl succeeded. Massive burns on her legs. She ignored the pain struggling to get away from the fire. She made it back into the main room. Only to start choking on smoke.
She dropped to the floor. She crawled on her hands and knees. Immediately lost in the smoke.
No one was faring any better. Some of them had burned to death already. Others were choking on smoke.
A couple moments later, all of them were dead.
So many fires had been started. They never had a chance.
Even if they had escaped. They would have just been thrown back in.
Ten minutes drive away, the young man was watching everything from his computer.
He smiled at the complete success at this murder. He turned off the computer and went to his bedroom.
There was Jax. He had given him some light sedatives. Not enough to hurt him. Just enough to get the job done.
Ash got into bed and just stared at Jax. He reached out to him but just hovered his hand over his body.
Like Jax was too precious to touch.
Ash retracted his hand and just got very close to him. Careful not to breathe too hard. Though already high on his scent.
Ash whispered knowing Jax would never hear it. "I'll kill all of them for you. Just sit on your throne and point."