I had been taken from the life I knew, plucked from it as easily as a flower from a garden.
Why should they care though?
My family, friends, and future meant nothing to them, because to them my future was clear. I was to be theirs for as long as they so chose and it was as simple as that.
Perhaps I had been chosen weeks or months in advance or maybe it was on a simple whim. When I sat out side drinking a cup of coffee day dreaming was I really being sized up by them from a distance.
It didn't matter really.
My thoughts wandered in and out of these day dreams while I lay bounded and gagged on the floor. I drifted in between these thoughts and dreams until I was jerked to reality. I could hear the shuffling of bodies; I knew I was in a car, maybe a van who knows. I could hear the engine stop and the sound of doors closing.
Would they come around to get me or would I lie here in the dark and silence for who knows how long. The door opened and a breeze of cool air entered and flowed around my face. I would say it felt good against my face but to be honest I had no feelings to speak of at this point. I was convinced I was about to die. Was I in the middle of the woods a few feet from a shallow grave?
I didn't know, but I had come to accept whatever was about to happen.
I felt a hard grip on my arm, which was tied behind my back, and the pull of my body to bring me closer to the edge. "Alright let's go", a clear soothing voice said.
How silly of me to even notice that his voice seemed that way. I let out a low groan from behind my gag as I struggled to get some kind of stability to myself. I was lifted from my resting place and held in the harms of someone unknown.
Would I ever know whose arms held me? They were cold and hard, but no harder or colder then the floor I had been laying on a moment ago.
I didn't want to be put down I drifted into a day dream of being held as a child, warm and secure but as hard as I tried to go back to that distant feeling I was jerked back to reality.
I don't know how long he had been carrying me, I just laid there limp and quiet, what could one really do?
The cool air disappeared and was replaced with the still air of a building. I couldn't distinguish any smells; it smelt like being at home. I heard other voices and noises around me and moving past me.
Okay, I wasn't going to be dropped into a ditch; I noted a thank you for that.
I must have been taken into a room, for I heard the sound of a key and the click of a lock. I was met but a sudden drop to the floor and I couldn't help but let out a sound for I had landed on my side. It felt like cool tile so I pressed my cheek up against it but then I felt my head being jerked up by the cloth around my eyes.
Someone was trying to free the knot that kept me from seeing my surroundings. The cloth ripped my eyes and I was met by the blinding light that hurt my eyes. I clenched them tight, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to open them. I heard the door shut once more and the sound of the lock.
My eyes began to open and I looked around.