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Late, in the Middle of the night, not a single sound could be heard, two huge men, dressed in black, walked steadily towards an apartment their breath fogging up the chilly night.
On getting to the front door, they turned on a machine and placed it on a door lock, with a beep sound, the door was unlocked, and ringing out their guns, they moved into the house.
Lin's p.o.v
A crashing noise woke me up, in the middle of the night.
Already startled, i could feel my heart pounding and beating fast.
The thought of someone breaking in sent chills to my body.
Then I recall having a gun, hidden in my closet.
And luckily I know to use it.
Although that didn't make me feel any better at least I could defend myself ...besides i might just be hallucinating..
And clearly that's not a mouse.
I quietly moved to my closet, what was more frightening was I couldn't hear any other sound, just the sound of my light footsteps, and the eerie silence was making me anxious and sweaty.
Already in the closet, I took out my phone, to dial my brother's number, but unfortunately it went straight to a voice mail, so I left a message.
After taking a deep breath, and calming myself.
I unlocked the case, where my ammunition is, and decided to go check it out.
Quietly and slowly I opened the door, after scanning both ends of my corridor.
I came out, clutching the gun in my hand, as my eyes darted around, looking around for any form of living being apart from me.
Corridor was cleared...
It's time to go downstairs....
Exhaling, I walked slowly towards the stairs when I saw a broken vase downstairs.. pointing my gun towards the vase, I shouted "Who's there"
Not like I was expecting someone to answer though, but maybe I could get a sign, or hear some kind of noise.
But still nothing, it was just me and my thumping heart .
I started to walk downstairs, a step at a time.
Halfway down the stairs.
I got a clearer view of the broken vase.
A rodent can't move such a huge ceramic vase, also that vase was very much stable on the table.
Clearly a human did this!
I was already downstairs, standing right in front of the broken vase.
When I heard some noise at my back, alerted, and clutching my gun tightly.
I turned around.
Before I could process anything, everything went black.
*****
A very bright light shone on my face, taking over the blank empty space I was in.
I opened my eyes slowly.
And I had a tough time trying to adjust to the lights around me.
Once I could see properly, my brain started to process everything.
I realized my hands were tied to my seat, and I was gagged...
"Where I'm i?"
"What's going on?"
And a striking thought hit me. Making my stomach drop in fear.
Something my dad, I, and everyone feared, and that was me being kidnapped.
I've been kidnapped.
Tears started rolling down unwillingly.
I tried turning my head around to take note of my environment.
"Who could have possibly done this, no one knew I was in Japan, no one knew I had left my dad's house in Italy, the only few people I know here in Japan are my colleagues"
"I don't have anyone here.."
"I am alone..."
"I have been alone..."
"Who would know about my kidnap..."
My thoughts were going crazy, and running wild.
And panick attack ensured.... Hot tears started to pour out if my eyes.
And I didn't try to control it.
The room was empty.
I was tied to a chair, and placed in the middle of it.
A drawer by the end, painted black, then one door at the left end of the room, there was no window, just an air con.
There was no sign of what the room was used for.
And nothing to give me a clue if where I was.
Suddenly the door was pushed open.
The sound, jolting me out of my thoughts.
I tried screaming for help, but what was coming out was muffles.
A heavily built, one-eyed man walked in holding a tray of food, and on the other side of the tray, were syringe and some sort of drugs.
"Hey, brave" he scoffed
And I yelled a swear word which barely came out, with tears in my eyes
"Shush now, you are quite stubborn, you know."
He said, coming close and pulling the gag, with force, that made me feel like my lips would tear.
"What do you want from me!"
I half shouted as soon as the gag came off, taking a short breath.
" Nothing sweetie, I don't want anything from you. But my boss sure does"
He said smirking.
"Come now here's your food"
"Am not hungry."
I hissed, glaring at him
He shrugged and put the food in the drawer, "You be soon "
He then came over and placed his hand on my face."
"You might not get any food again, and trust me, you will be here for a long time, and it's either you're are leaving here dead or alive."
He said, yanking my face backward, he then took the syringe, and after drawing out the liquid from the bottle. He turned to me.
" No, no, no don't,"
I said as fresh tears, started to fall, I no longer liked the look on his face, he had a very calm, and dangerous grin.
"It won't hurt baby, I promise."
He said, coming close, and all of a sudden, his strong hand was on my face and he turned my neck to the side.
I felt a sharp piercing pain on my neck as I gave out a sharp yelp.
And the pain was over as fast as it started.
"I told you it won't hurt."
I could hear his voice but I couldn't see clearly anymore.
Everything was starting to get blurry and spinny.
And after a while, I felt him losing my hands and legs
"When you're hungry, the food is on the drawer."
My hands slipped and I felt wobbly, I couldn't even try standing up.
The room was spinning very fast, I could hear sounds but I can't make out any image.
And after a while, I heard the door open and closed.
"Am free now.."
I could move my limbs at the moment. But I can't walk.
I'm sure the door was locked, he wouldn't be that kind to let me escape.
Also I have been injected with something, and I can't tell what.
The effect of whatever he injected into me was really bad.
I know whatever was that wasn't good.
I was feeling dizzy..
My feet hurt..
I felt weak, and the urge to throw up.
I feared standing up because I'd collapse on the floor.
I had no strength whatsoever in me, and I also wasn't feeling drowsy.
So what the fuck did he inject into my body.
"They wouldn't kill me.."
"Would they?"
I remembered my mum, my renewed contract, my brothers, my dad, my art studio.
I saw my life replay before my eyes, and what terrifies me the most is.
I'm either leaving here, dead or alive.